Launch Points

I’m pondering today how it feels to be on the brink of something big. Pondering may not be the most appropriate word. It seems to be burdened with a weighty tone. Considering? Meditating on? Anticipating? Perhaps each of those terms does in fact fit our pendulum of emotions as we face an unknown future. At times our courage and faith are big, grandiose enough to calm our fears. Other times we’d like to crawl back into bed and pray to wake up when someone else has the details figured out—to our good, of course.

Uncertainty is exciting. Or frightening. True multitaskers could even pride themselves on feeling the whole gambit of emotions all at the same time.

Are you approaching a launch point? A place where you must face change, perhaps a jolt out of your comfort zone?

I wonder if the bird in the picture is facing a launch point of his own. From our perspective his position may seem terrifying. He’s at the top of the Empire State Building—outside the security gate no less. If we were to put ourselves where he is, it’s likely we’d feel a prickle of terror. However, consider what a bird is gifted to do. Really, he’s already jumped off his launch point. Now he’s at the heights that can only be reached by going for it. And what a sight to see. He could get there only by launching.

Living life fully inevitably means launching into an unknown now and then. But oh the heights and sights when we go for it. Sure, there’s risk of falling. But there’s a promise from One who has the ability to rescue and rebuild. And lift again.

When you know Who’s holding you up, you can be certain in the uncertainties of a launch point that beckons.