There have been a lot of changes in my life over the past few years – some very difficult and some for the better. Change is a funny thing. Even when we move into something better, there is loss. In order to move on to the next thing, there is always a letting go.
Remember, as a kid, going to the circus? My favorite thing was always the trapeze artists. They so gracefully swing and glide from one platform to the other, making it look so effortless. You watch, breathless, as the girl begins to swing back and forth on her bar, harder and stronger and you know it’s coming. The moment that she will let go – mid-air – turn and grasp the other bar to make it to the other side.
That’s the moment I’m talking about. The moment that you let go, blindly grasping for that bar – the bar your partner has been commissioned to swing at a particular cadence so as to be right within your grasp when you turn to grab it.
I’m so thankful that Jesus is my partner and He always has that bar (the next step) right there waiting for me to grasp onto. I, like the girl, am usually in some chaotic spin, having lost my center of gravity and when I finally make the turn, I see His face on the other platform – my bar perfectly timed for grabbing – and then safe in His embrace on the other side. Change – letting go – embracing Him!
The Pastor’s Wife