A standing jump

     Maggie is learning to swim. As long as she can see the '3FT' sign she will allow herself to move from the stairs.
     Getting her to jump to one of us in the pool has proven challenging. We tell her over and over to 'trust me, I will catch you.' Yet she struggles. She crouches...and then sits...gets back up to try again, this time leaning into us.
     "No Maggie, stand up and jump to me..." Then the tears come.
     The fear that grips her is amazing; it baffles me because I know I will catch her.
     I told Matt her struggle is so very similar to the struggle to jump when Jesus says jump.

     Matt and I have "jumped" a time or two. But what if we hadn't? We would have missed so many blessings on the other side of that obedience!
     All of the friendships in the Carolina's that we would have forfeited!
     Our Maggie, whom we cannot imagine life without! The journey to get her was amazing; God showing off at every turn!
     And now Arizona. This move has proven to be the hardest yet. While it hasn't been pretty emotionally, Jesus' peace is so strong in me. HE moved us here. HE IS restoring me.

     All this to say, I'm not convinced that Jesus is concerned with us being comfortable. I think He wants us to trust His bigger plan. I think when we stand up and jump, with no hands, we FIND the pricelessness of Jesus.

     Where is Jesus asking you to jump? Do it. Hands free. Knowing Jesus will catch you.