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Taking the Leap

"I can't believe the way you will pack up your whole house, seven kids, two cats a dog and just up and move from upstate New York to south Florida," Mom Dot said to me several times on our caravan (of which she was part) down to Florida two weeks ago.
And she wasn't the only one. 
"How scary," said a friend, "but how exciting," she quickly added.
"I'm jealous," said another friend.
And my wonderful sisters--five of them, of which I am the baby.  They are always supportive, but I know they worry.  And maybe even wonder if I am not a little reckless.  "I am not sure I am capable of staying in one place too long," I told one of them recently.  She agreed.
I wasn't born this way.  It is something I have had to grow into.  In fact,  I use to be a timid soul when it came to taking chances.  But what I have become, for lack of a better term, is a risk-taker.  
And by risk I don't mean blindly leaping into the unknown.  Well, not totally, anyway.
It all started when Captain Fun and I began to feel the, what shall I call it?  The calling to leave the number of children we have up to God.  I cannot explain it--maybe in another blog on another day--but we both felt it.  We were on the same page; both convinced that children are a blessing, a gift, a reward (Psalm 127).  So we did.  And now number ten is on the way.  And me at 45 years old, too. And there's not one of them I would send back.
Then we felt we were suppose to move from Memphis to Vermont.  Can you do that? I asked.  The answer was yes.  It changed our lives.  It changed our children's lives.  And all for the better, too.
After five wonderful years in Vermont, Captain Fun left his place of employment and struck out on his own with a consulting business  (  I confess it was scary to me at the time but I supported him, even though my knees were knocking.  His business eventually took us to upstate New York.  And now from New York down to Florida.  It is still scary and uncertain at times.  But oh, so exciting.
We do our homework when we take a risk.  We research, we pray, we do the math.  Then if doors open and God seems to be leading forward, we take the leap. 
One of the saddest sights I have ever seen is people who do their homework:  they measure, calculate, analyze, they pray and ask God for direction.  But when it comes to taking the leap, they just can't, or won't, do it. 
As I stop and reflect on my life, I am so glad Captain Fun and I took the leap of having ten kids.  Of moving and moving again.   So glad I submitted that first magazine article in hopes it would be published; spoke to that first MOPS ( group so many years ago.  If I hadn't taken these risks, I never would have known what could be.
I guess another word for risk taking is faith.  It isn't reckless, but it is blind sometimes.  And it is almost always plain scary.  But God meets it, honors it, blesses it.  Every time. 
Are you standing on the edge with your toes curled around the cliff?  You have prepared and prayed the best you know how?   Ask God for direction.  But be warned.  He will give it. 
And when He does, be ready to take the leap.
"But without faith it is impossible to please Him; for he that comes to God must believe that He is, and that He is a rewarder of those who diligently seek Him."  Hebrews 11:6

2 Comments to Taking the Leap:

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Denise on Sunday, August 07, 2011 6:44 AM
So true Margie and you know i will let you know , how my leap of faith turns out. But it is exciting and never boring. Even if it does not turn out the way we sometimes expect i still feel its wonderful to try something new. we are so blessed to have oppertunitys like we do and the faith to try it.Talk soon
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Robert Sims on Monday, August 22, 2011 8:47 PM
And the best part of standing on the side of the cliff is the hand I get to hold. Looking in your beautiful blue-green eyes, seeing your smile, and taking that leap with you. I simply love life with you.
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