Called To Fly //
“I’m gonna fly. WATCH ME FLY!”
These are the words of my good friend’s three-year-old, as he jumped off of an ottoman towards her, where she was sitting on the couch opposite him. He jumped without hesitation, without fear. He just knew his mama would catch him. He didn’t have a care in the world, there was no question- he just knew he wanted to fly. So, he did. He flew.
There have been many times throughout my life I have wanted to fly—to boldly chase after the dreams God placed in my heart, without restraints. As I’d steadily increase my speed towards take off, I’d come to a sudden halt. A quick stop right before pursing my calling. “What if I fall?” I often wondered. “What if I’m not fast enough, good enough, talented enough, equipped enough? What if I say the wrong thing? What if other people make fun of me- what if they don’t understand? What if they don’t even try to?” As these words fogged my mind, I began to feel my feet slide deeper into the dirt beneath me, almost swallowing them up like quick sand.
And isn’t that exactly where the enemy wants us? Stuck in the same place— leaving us feeling defeated, scared, lonely, and ultimately questioning whether or not God will carry us through. So, there I stood—with a tiny glimmer of glory ahead of me, while my feet were stuck in the miry clay. But… how do we get to the other side of fear? How do we slip out of the quick sand, how do we learn to fly?
…My friend, I am so glad you asked! There is only one way to fight against fear, and that is with faith. My friend’s son didn’t think once about what would happen if she didn’t catch him. That wasn’t even a thought in his mind. Of course she would catch him, she always has. He has faith in his mama, because he knows that she has always been there for him, he never wonders if she always will be.
My jump for 2019, (leading me into vulnerability- which, fun fact, is a huge fear of mine), has been leading a life group on our University campus. I have loved attending this life group in previous years, but I have been very fearful of the jump to lead. After all, I didn’t have extensive knowledge about stories in the bible, I am incredibly introverted and anxious, and I’m good at making moments awkward. All of these things, to me, created the perfect recipe for people to not like me- and therefore not come. I mean, surely there were people better suited to this role? Well, as I’ve taken the leap, and as I’m learning to fly, what I’ve learned thus far is that God doesn’t expect you to know how to do it on the first try. Through a few months of obedience, I have unraveled a new confidence I never imagined possible. A confidence in Him- regardless of whether I pass or fail. He is flying with me, guiding me and giving me all of the confidence, knowledge and encouragement that I need. He was always going to catch me if I couldn’t fly properly, but because I was focused on the fear at the start, I overlooked what I already knew deep down.
So, let’s continue to do it. Let’s fly together. Let’s do what the world says is impossible—because with God, there’s no such thing. When the enemy says you’ll never move forward in life, remind him of who is carrying you. Remember who equips you. You and I are no longer stuck in that slimy pit. We have been raised up, seated next to the Father. He’s the one guiding our steps. Don’t let the enemy keep you from walking in the way God has called you. You weren’t created for quick sand, to stay in one place forever.
You, my sweet brothers and sisters, you were created to fly. Take the leap. God’s got your back.
Love, N. x