Everything has a starting point. A place where we face insecurities and meet the unknown. The moment demands we gather courage, clutch it to our chest, and go.
The water might look icy and gray, but with companions on either side you are willing to jump in. Willing to swim. So, on the count of three you take the plunge. Together.
The liquid cold is sudden and complete. It shocks your system, but only for a moment. As you move in the water, you begin to warm. You kick to the surface and drink in familiar air. The sun welcomes you, companions splash on either side, and you wonder, Why was I afraid?
Dripping, you pull yourself back onto the dock, prepare for another run, and in that airy moment between land and water call out, “Again!” You cross a threshold and enter a new sphere.
And now this place is familiar. Because of courage. Because of companionship. Because you were willing to risk.
Is there an open door before you somewhere? Perhaps it’s time to move forward, if not with a leap, then a small step. You might find that the other side isn’t so scary, and that God is the one who opened that door.
…behold, I have put before you an opened door which no one can shut, because you have a little power and have kept My word and have not denied My name.