In the weeks leading up to my ordination, I started having dreams of being on the edges of cliffs with my back against a rock wall, just enough room to stand up without moving and a deep chasm just in front me.
Your homely hit a spot in me, Deacon I really feel I’m holding onto my old life, my old self in someways waking up anxious during the night or in the morning. If I leap, I still hold onto a rope as a safety measure. Half jumping half holding on it’s been my stance recently.
Interestingly today I read a passage from Isaiah that resonates with what you said:
Isaiah 43:18-19 NIV
“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.
Your homely hit a spot in me, Deacon I really feel I’m holding onto my old life, my old self in someways waking up anxious during the night or in the morning. If I leap, I still hold onto a rope as a safety measure. Half jumping half holding on it’s been my stance recently.
Interestingly today I read a passage from Isaiah that resonates with what you said:
Isaiah 43:18-19 NIV
“Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.