Never Been So Happy To Be On The Ground!

One summer I volunteered to work with 6th-grade girls at a Kid's Church Camp. It was one of those great camp locations, on a lake, with all kinds of activities, such as archery, swimming, go-karts, canoeing, etc. Two of the activities that sent me into a tailspin were the High Ropes Course and the Zip Line.  I managed to wiggle my way out of the High Ropes Course by being the on-ground person. (Yay, me) but with the Zip Line that’s another story.

I had one six-grade girl, who was feeling not connected with the other girls, and with that was getting that FOMO feeling big time.  So we came to the day that it was our cabin’s turn on the Zip Line, and each of the girls paired, as two could go at the same time.  Can you guess what happened?  Yep, she didn't have anyone to go with her and she asked me to go with her.  The anxiety of going that high up was not good, to tell the truth I sat down once I got to the top and was having a tiny little panic attack, but I had promised I would do it, so down I went.  What I didn’t realize was once I got to the end I was left hanging for a little while as I waited for the attendant to come with his ladder to help me down.  This was harder than going down to begin with, the wait seemed to go on and on.  Once he removed the tether, I had to climb down the ladder by this time I was holding my breath and then my foot touched the ground and I started to cry.  The relief was overwhelming!

I realized today that I am still holding my breath through the scary moments of life and when I do touch the ground so to speak the relief along with all the emotion will come bubbling up.

Insight for today: I don’t want to just hold my breath through everything that is going on in my life.