“Come to the edge,” he said. “We can’t, Master. We’re scared.”
“Come to the edge,” he persisted.
“We can’t. We’re scared.”
“Come to the edge,” he said once more.
They Flew….let go and believed.
When the winds change drastically and the waters get too high to swim…grab on to anything that can sustain you with God’s help. Let go of the fear. It serves no purpose since we can’t control the many things in life. When we get caught up in the need for expectations we fall hard.
Be safe, my friends. May you weather these times, the sadness, the loss, and find some grounding. May you find divinity and security. May you also find joy and love with the ability to let go and fly in faith.