A friend of mine wrote she felt like she was hanging from a bungee cord, dangling from God’s hand.

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I thought about that. Fear and worry of the unknown teeters us to the edge. We lose our bearings as the present fogs into mists of “what if”. Sometimes we slip.
But He gives us the means to hang on. He is our lifeline. We may dangle for a while, but we will never fall all the way to the ground.
There will be an upswing. When we look up and cry for help, He will pull us back into His merciful love. As our hearts pound out of our chests, we will sigh and whisper, “Thanks, Daddy. I’m sorry I ever doubted. Sorry I tried to leap into the unknown on my own without You leading me there.”
Then once again we will nestle in safety…until the next “what if” whispers in our ears.
Beautiful.
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