Jumping in with Both Feet

Have you ever had a super great idea—one that seems to you like something that will work out great in the end?  You work and work towards it.  You set the plans in motion, you get the supplies you need, you talk about how awesome it will be, etc….And then you just wait.  It just seems so fun to talk about it and all of the plans.  You tell others and they think it’s really a great idea too.  And then you just wait. 

Recently I’ve been mulling around in my head something that I really would like to do.  I have planned it all out to the best of my ability and knowledge.  I have even taken the step to talk to people that actually know what they are doing in this area and I have a lot of information.  But I sit and wait.  I don’t really know what I am waiting for honestly.  I got thinking about this in depth last night as my husband and I walked together.

“I think deep down I’m scared to actually jump in with both feet.”  I told him. “If I actually commit to do it I might fail.  What if this idea that I think is so great is a dud?”  What if…..what if?  And that’s why I have waited. 

Jumping into something with both feet is hard.  I remember zip-lining for the first time and being up on that high, high, super duper high platform.  The instructor told me that all I had to do was jump and the adventure would begin.  I won’t lie I was scared.  And did I tell you that it was high up there?  I’d dangle one foot down just to test the waters—or should I say air.  Then I would quickly put it back on the platform with my other foot.  I thought maybe if I sat down that it would be easier to jump. I was wrong, it wasn’t.  There were people waiting for me to go and I was holding them up.  I either had to do the walk of shame which meant walking past those that were waiting, letting them know that I just couldn’t do it, walk down the many stairs to the bottom where my cheerleading section would ask me what happened.  Hmmm, my pride wouldn’t allow that, so I had one choice.  I had to jump in with both feet and enjoy the ride.  When I finally did it it was pretty amazing.  I wondered why I even felt like I had to stand on that platform and wait so long to go.

So it is with my latest endeavor.  I know that once I make the decision to jump in that it will be ok.  It will be a new adventure.  I’m sure I will have some successes and some failures.  I’ve made the decision to jump in with both feet.  Oh it’s so scary as I look into the unknown.  What if…..Nope, not gonna go there.  Why?  Because God says in His Word to trust Him, to be obedient, to let Him take control.  My fear of not wanting to jump in with both feet is a trust issue.  Do I trust Him enough to let Him sit in the driver’s seat and take me along for the ride—his directions, his map, his speed, etc…?  We’ll see.  Here I go!!!