Trust

Where do I find the jump off point again.

Faith seemed so solid, so concrete, we aim

And can't let go of our fear, doubts creep in.

Then someone reminds us of the jump point.

Time to test the real wings of faith, I am

Only learning each of these wakes I have made.

It has made me shy away from the plunge,

From surrender to the gravity of trust.

Where you go with the pull of something

Larger than you and pray to God you've

Heard right and are not in open air with

No protection, but we claim we have faith

When all we want is assurance we will

Fall into the arms of love and sometimes

We have to jump trusting we are already caught.