the way she trusted me . To find the strength to let go with complete confidence , knowing that He had me . That no matter what happened , He would never let me go . I realized I ’ d been clinging for dear life to safety , for fear that He ’ d drop me . What joy , what exhilaration had I been forfeiting all because I refused to trust ?
I needed to change . I wanted to trust , and for maybe the first time in my life , I was more afraid of staying than going .
I needed to change . I wanted to trust , and for maybe the first time in my life , I was more afraid of staying than going . More afraid of rusting out than of following Jesus out into the great unknown . More afraid of what would happen if I remained , safe on the sidelines , than if I took the risk to join in the dance . I wanted to live from a place of trust , like my daughter . I wanted to let go and dance .
“ I have come that they may have life , and have it to the full . “( John 10:10 )
Some of us are more reluctant to say yes to adventure than others . Chris does not have a fearful bone in his body . In fact , he seems to thrive in situations that make most people break out in hives . He ’ s at his absolute best under pressure and is always down for a fresh adventure . For the first five years of our marriage , I was in for all of it . We were both so eager to experience as much life as we possibly could , we moved to a different city every single year . New jobs , new houses , new people and places . Part of it was exhilarating , and part of it , after a while , became exhausting . After we had our second child , I started to ache for stability . And family . We both sensed it was time to finally drop our anchor and start to put down roots .
So we did . Through His grace , God provided a wonderful job for Chris as a local church pastor , and we were able to live in the Dallas –
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