I was talking to a friend today about fear and how it holds us back from stepping out into what we are called to do.  I think that it is hard to live fully when you are afraid.  Your passion, that which is desperately trying to pour itself out from within you, is paralyzed by fear.  Panic overwhelms and makes us squirm like a worm on a fish hook  We want out and away from the pressure…but we are caught. 

Fear stretches our faith, it causes us to question and grow. We search for the heart of God when we are afraid.  Once we find him, freedom follows.  We see that he is bigger than our small view of life.  Surrendering our fear becomes possible when our view of God changes.  Then the freedom to move and to pour out what we carry comes.  It is the stepping off the cliff of fear that builds our faith.  He will catch us.  He will set us free.  Standing on the edge causes us to hope against hope and to blindly trust.  The fall into his arms is the freedom we seek.  It is exhilarating and causes us to wish for more.  Each time we are on the edge we wrestle again with the high stakes of the step off.  But freedom brings us to the place where we learn to jump into his arms, like a child to its father.  Then he sets us free to fly by his grace.  We soar high above the pond where we were once squirming on the hook.  We are free to follow our dreams and use our gifts.  Come soar with me!