You might as well tell me to bungee jump off the Empire State Building or jump across the Grand Canyon from a running start. Leaps are big. Leaps are scary. You have to have a lot of faith to take a leap into it.
Leaping is hard for all of us at some point. It requires practice, a little bit at a time. You don’t ask a toddler just learning to walk to cross a tight rope, thirty feet up in the air at a gymnastics class. No, you hold her hand and help her walk across the big wide board on the floor. She can’t really get hurt but she can learn to trust.
There is an event I want to go to in a few months. I really, really want to go, andI have a hard time committing to things that happen in the future. I worry about the time, the money, the logistics of planning a weekend away from my family and the other obligations in my life. Usually, I pine away for something like this, too afraid to take action, feeling like I have to commit to the whole enchilada all at once. I can’t take that leap – it’s too big, too scary, too much. And then the opportunity passes me by even if it was something I could have pulled off.
This time, I’ve done something different. Two weeks ago, I took a baby step of faith. I booked a hotel room. Not a huge commitment, it only required a little research and a credit card number. Fully refundable – a tiny little step toward my goal. For some of you, it may not seem like a big deal- that’s okay. Your steps are different than mine. Today, I’ll take another step; a small one but one that requires a little more commitment. After that, I’ll take another, then another until these tiptoes of faith in myself pay off. It’s not a leap, but it still gets me across the canyon.
Where can little baby steps of faith take you today?