You know what’s so weird?
I’m spending this entire year of my life in the wilderness field… well, the rest of my life, hopefully. And it’s the thing I’m the least cut out for.
Seriously though. I’m introverted, preposterous and afraid of heights and drowning. Just the other day, a mother called me to talk about her concerns about adventure programing. It was very uncanny to assure her, “Don’t worry, Ma’am. We practice challenge by choice. I’ve never cliff jumped in my life.”
People look at the pictures when I return from a trip, and hear the stories, and think, “Wow! What an adventure! You must be very brave!”
They picture me as this, sometimes.
But in reality, I’m more like this.
Just call me Moe.
You know, short for Moses.
I can relate to him a little, in a small way. I often beg Jesus to give someone else the task of prophesying. Embarrassingly, I pretty much don’t give Him an option when it comes to cliff jumping.
I look ahead at my summer that is quickly filling up with mentoring opportunities and think, “Why me?”
That’s why. His spirit, making me unstoppable. Saying what I didn’t think of on my own. Doing what I couldn’t do.
Being sure of what I hope for, and certain of what I cannot see. The heritage of being God’s kiddo.
Isn’t it amazing to be able to do things way beyond yourself?
The things you love, even though you’re not good at them?
Isn’t is amazing to be a part of the impossible?
And if He has His way, He’ll get me off that cliff yet.