I Think A Brick Just Fell On My Head

So here’s the thing about leaps of faith; sometimes, they’re scary as hell. And you don’t really want to take them, because past leaps of faith have disappointed you.

But if you hadn’t taken them, you wouldn’t be in a position to take the next one.

At some point, I have to believe that one of these things will pay off. But past experiences make me weary, tired, and fearful. So I’ve been cruising along the easy path, the selfish path, the if-I-don’t-take-any-chances-I-won’t-get-smushed path….. and now I am standing at a crossroad.

Jump, stupid.

And then a proverbial brick fell out of the sky, bashing me on my stubborn head. He’s been here all along, and I, for lack of faith, could not believe he may be real. But he is. And he is amazing.

And I am jumping, finally…. I really hope he’ll be there to catch me.

Something tells me he will.



2 Responses to “I Think A Brick Just Fell On My Head”

  1.   Haven Says:

    Faith hope and love march in step. Our feelings tip if any one is missing (faith, hope, or love). Grow your wings angel

  2.   Network Geek Says:

    Well, I can’t speak to the relative wisdom of hoping someone will catch you, but, if you’re talking about what I think you are, at least your blog will be interesting for the next couple of months.