But I am not ready I chided! What if I drown? What if I go under and I can't help myself? What if I can't find the edge? What if I go all the way to the bottom, push off and I don't come back to the surface? What if I can't hold my breath that long? What if I scream and no one hears me? What if water gets in my lungs? What if the water is deeper than I thought? What if I panick?
And what if you don't He responded?! What if none of that happens?
What if you swim, not perfectly, but good enough? What if over time you get better and better at it? What if sometimes you take a little water in your lungs and you are okay afterwards? What if you push off the bottom and you spring back up? What if you test the depths and each time you get in you push your limits a little more?
What if you actually become a pretty good swimmer, well enough to make it back to the edge every single time. Good enough to know your limitations. Able enough to ask for help before you jump in the deep end. Smart enough to know when you are in over your head. Bright enough to sense when you are getting in too deep. Sensing enough to know where the bottom is. Creative enough to develop a strategy for keeping water out of places it doesn't belong. Confident enough to ask for help when you sense trouble coming. Strong enough to get back in no matter what happened on the last time in.
And believing Me enough to know without a shadow of a doubt all of these is possible.
It is now or never. You ready? Go now. You are not on your own unless you choose to go it alone. It is your time to soar. What if you soar?