Free fall

You know that terrible feeling of falling and being out of control?

Like... the time we jumped off the bridge into the water and I was a total wimp because it took me forever to work up the courage to jump... and I'd never jumped from such a high height and I had no faith that the water below wouldn't be as hard as concrete, even though everybody else had done it before me... I was convinced that for ME it would be death.

Or like... when you're almost asleep and you take a small step that's actually a huge step, in your quasi-dream, and your whole body jolts?

And like... that time when I went paragliding and proclaimed that "today is a good day to die!"? Oh, wait, that one didn't feel at all like a free fall, even though, technically, it was the most real of free falls ever. Or would've been, had we caught the wrong current and plunged...

Isn't a free fall sort of what this time of change is like? (Yes, it is.) But... there will be no splat; there may be a jolt, but there's ground beneath to catch you under that step; and it's definitely not a good day to die!

Or maybe it is... to self.

So, repeat after me: it shall be well.

And so it shall be.

Selah. :)