04/12/2026
Yep! That's me! Jumping out of a perfectly good airplane! ๐
I did this for my 50th birthday.
My dad rolled out of the plane right after me - because it was on his bucket list too - and I won't lie to you: it was exhilarating, a little terrifying, and one of the coolest things I've ever done.
But something hit me between the jump and the landing (no, it wasn't a bird):
The scariest part wasn't the fall.
It was the moment before.
Sitting at the edge.
Looking down.
Knowing that the only way to experience what was on the other side was to let go of the door frame and trust the process.
Release isn't about losing something. It's about giving yourself room for something more... something better... something exhilarating.
Space for peace.
Space for clarity to do its deepest work.
Space for God to fill what exhaustion has emptied out.
You can stand at the edge of letting go - white-knuckling the familiar, the safe, the known - or you can jump and discover that He was holding you the whole time.
In the Message version, Isaiah 43:18-19 says: "Forget about whatโs happened; donโt keep going over old history.
Be alert, be present. Iโm about to do something brand-new."
Not a repaired version of the old thing.
Not a patched-up, survival-mode version of yourself.
Something new.
Ask yourself:
What am I carrying into tomorrow that doesn't belong there?
What has God been asking me to trust Him with - that I keep taking back (this is a BIG ONE)?
What would 'new' actually look like for me right now?
He's got you.
And friend, if He can hold me at 14,000 feet, He can hold you through this too.
What's your metaphorical door frame right now - the thing you're gripping right before the jump? Tell me below. ๐