The hatch on the side of the plane slid open, and the wind rushed in with a strong “whoosh”. I held up one hand to shield my eyes against the blaze of sunlight, and felt someone firmly take hold of the other.
“Step forward now, a little closer to the edge,” shouted my companion over the roar of the plane’s engines. He must have sensed my hesitancy, because he put his arm around my shoulders and whispered, “Don’t be scared, I’m jumping with you.”
“Now, are you ready?” he asked. I steeled myself and stepped towards the edge.
“1…2…3…GO!” He took my hand and, together, we leapt out of the plane.
* * * * * * * *
“Are you ready?”
This story illustrates the state of my life for the last three months or so. I took the proverbial leap—one week, I was signing a lease to stay in NYC for another year. The next, I was moving halfway across the country. Certainties had evaporated, and impossibilities were not only becoming probable—but had taken the shape of contracts and dotted lines.
Never would I have thought that I would be where I am now.
I’ve never been more sure that where I am now is in the midst of His plan – poised for what comes next.
I’m not the same person I was four months ago. There have been times of almost unbearable pain and hardship. There have been victories beyond belief.
In the coming weeks, I’ve dedicated myself to writing it all down so that the miraculous will never become overshadowed by the mundane.
Thank you in advance for journeying with me. Peace & Blessings, Kenzi.