Thursday, February 9, 2012
My Leap of Faith
Have you ever heard the term "Leap of Faith"? What does it mean? I mean really mean. I've contemplated that a lot in the last couple of years and this year it came home to settle seeing as how this year is Leap Year. Which means there is an extra day in February. My story of taking a leap of faith is different than what most people think about when they think of that phrase. Most people think it means doing something risky with a hopeful outcome.
For me it means doing something risky without any hope with the ending of that situation. A leap of faith means you just have to do it knowing something is there to protect you and help you. I grew up without a father, he left my mom when she was seven months pregnant. My mom always told me it wasn't that he didn't want me, just that he panicked and pride kept him from admitting it. I never held it against him and still don't.
The biggest leap of faith I ever took was when my mom and I hired a private investigator to find him. Two weeks later I spoke to him in the phone. Six months later, my mom, kids and I took a trip across three states to meet him face to face. Sure I had anxiety, but I had faith that he would want to be in my life and my kids' lives. And that faith held out for me. It has been two glorious years of him being in our lives and I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
So, what does my little story have to do with a "Leap of Faith"? I say take it to heart and take that leap. You never know how much joy will be introduced into your life if you don't.
What is a Leap of Faith to you? Have you ever taken a one?