Trust Fall

I’m currently sitting in a sterile dr’s office that appears to be stuck in an era before I was born.

The dr’s voices outside, the crumbling of the strange tissue paper substance being pulled off of the exam table along with the rumbling of the hvac system is activating my nervous system.

BREATHE.

As I take time to reflect, be present and look ahead to what is to come, I can only describe my feelings with one word.

TRUST.

I had the great privilege last night of hosting my community group at Teaberry Acres. As I was processing what I am feeling, the visual that comes to my mind is that of a trust fall.

If you’ve ever been to camp or have participated in a “team building” exercise, you may already know the visual.

One participant stands on top of a table with their arms folded across their chest and their back facing a team standing on the ground. A few people stand on one side with their arms outstretched, while a few people stand on the other side the same. The object is that the person standing on the table falls backwards “trusting” that the people with the outstretched arms will “catch” their fall.

I did it once when I was in high school. Haven’t done it since for obvious reasons. NOTHING about the experience was enjoyable.

Somewhere, I hear the voice of my camp counselor in my head saying “but did you Die?”

I may or may not have said back “no you idiot, go buy glasses.”

I can neither confirm nor deny.

As I look ahead, I look back and remember.

God CAN be trusted.

He has ALWAYS held me.

He has ALWAYS caught me.

BREATHE.

I feel like I’m on the edge. Ready to fall while remembering it’s not the scrawny high school girls who are going to catch my fall, but the loving arms of my Father.

And just for funsies, enjoy some amazing pics that my friend Nicole took last night of God’s beautiful creation @ Teaberry Acres.