Yesterday I was on one of our flights home from quilt market when I ran across a short little article in one of those Sky Magazine things.
Admittedly I was tired, still not well, and very ready to see my family but I when I read these few simple paragraphs they left a large impression.
The jist of the article was this:
Apparently the phrase “leap of faith” has a blurry past and while it is attributed to Kierkegaard he was never noted for saying that. However, he has been recorded for expressing thoughts explaining a “leap to faith”. (Or so the article said.) And while I don’t really care about the origin of the phrase I was interested in what a difference changing those two little letters made.
A leap to faith means something more powerful to me than does a leap of faith.
Perhaps its where I am right now….maybe I’ve been humbled beyond where I’ve ever been humbled before…to the point where I have to simply state that I can’t do it alone and so I turn my path over to my Father in Heaven (my God…my Higher Power…whatever name you choose to use). And for me it’s a leap. Not a leap OF faith but a leap TO faith….to a place where I trust something outside of myself.
To a place where I let go of the tidy plans that I have made and say a holy yes to plans that are waiting for me.
It’s time to let go of the rails I cling to and make the leap.
I’m terrified. But not to leap…well…that is far more frightening. So I’ll go.
I’m sure there will be more leaps to faith in the future but today I will start with just his one…..