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	<title>A Voice of HopeStepping Off the High Dive &#8211; A Voice of Hope</title>
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		<title>Stepping Off the High Dive</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 05:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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				<description><![CDATA[My heart is racing and my knees are weakAs I walk to the edge I know there is no turning backOnce my feet have left the ledgeAnd in the rush I hear a voice That’s telling me it’s timeto take the leap of faith So here I go &#160; &#160;&#160; &#160;&#160; &#160;&#160; &#160;&#160; &#160;&#160; &#160; [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p><em>My heart is racing and my knees are weak</em><em><br />As I walk to the edge </em><em><br />I know there is no turning back</em><em><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><br />Once my feet have left the ledge</span><br />And in the rush I hear a voice </em><em><br />That’s telling me it’s time</em><em><br />to take the leap of faith </em><em><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><br />So here I go </span><br />
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<p><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"><em>I’m diving in, I’m going deep<br />In over my head, I want to be <br />Caught in the rush, lost in the flow,<br />in over my head, I want to go <br />The river’s deep, the river’s wide,<br />the river’s water is alive <br />So sink or swim, I’m diving in &#8212; Dive, Steven Curtis Chapman</em></span></p>
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<p>I remember hearing <a href="http://erwinmcmanus.com/">Erwin</a> tell the story of his childhood experience with the high dive; how he climbed the ladder excitedly but once he got to the top, stood on the diving board and looked down, he realized just how far he had to fall and wanted to take the ladder back down. However, this &quot;big, mean&quot; older boy refused to let him pass, saying, &quot;you&#8217;re not coming back <em>this</em> way!&quot; So thanks to his big brother <a href="http://alexmcmanus.org/">Alex</a> &#8212; the &quot;big, mean&quot; boy who wouldn&#8217;t let him pass <img src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/1f642.png" alt="🙂" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> &#8212; Erwin jumped off the high dive. And lived. And jumped again and again because he loved the thrill so much. But that first step off the board was a killer. Erwin was practically frozen in fear and but for the force of his big brother he would never have taken it.</p>
<p>I&#8217;ve stepped off a high dive of my own. I came to a powerful realization over a month ago and started taking baby steps toward healing, recovery and wholeness. But that was just the last few steps up the ladder, and across the board to the edge. I realized I had to choose to jump or I would spend the rest of my life wandering back and forth across the board, staring at the Life I could have, staring at it but never living it. I paced that diving board and stood at the edge for several weeks, struggling with the decision before me and the consequences that would follow. Finally I made my decision and stepped off.</p>
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<p><em>Welcome to the fallout</em><br /><em>Welcome to resistance<br />The tension is here<br />Between who you are and who you could be<br />Between how it is and how it should be</em></p>
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<p><em>I dare you to move<br />I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor<br />I dare you to move<br />Like today never happened<br /></em></p>
<p><em>Maybe redemption has stories to tell<br />Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell<br />Where can you run to escape from yourself?<br />Where you gonna go?<br />Where you gonna go?<br />Salvation is here &#8212; &quot;Dare You To Move&quot; by Switchfoot</em></p>
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<p>This is a good thing, a very good thing, this step I&#8217;ve taken. Make no mistake about that. But it&#8217;s also the scariest thing I&#8217;ve ever done. It alters the way I live for the rest of my life. Every day that passes I realize more and more the wisdom of the motto, &quot;One day at a time.&quot; It&#8217;s just too overwhelming to think about how I will find the strength to live this new way, except to take it in bite-sized pieces; one day at a time, one <em>minute</em> at a time, holding on to Jesus every step of the way.</p>
<p>I am so grateful for His constant presence! Our amazing unfathomable Three-In-One God has made His intimate, dwelling/abiding in me evident every moment of the day. I often awaken to His eyes intently gazing into mine, and at night He sits with me as I weep with the pain of grief, sorrow and fear. He comforts me, holds me and constantly encourages; saying things like, &quot;you <em>can</em> do this,&quot; &quot;I am here and we will do it together,&quot; &quot;I will catch you when you fall,&quot; &quot;one day at a time&#8230; one thing at a time.&quot; He has also put in my life people who have been so supportive, loving and gracious, and He&#8217;s placed me in a city where help for healing, recovery and wholeness is readily available. I look over the landscape of my life and see that He has been preparing me, preparing my life, for this stepping-off moment, this diving in from the high dive, for a very long time; longer I&#8217;m sure than what I can (or will ever) see.</p>
<p>I am <del>afraid</del> scared out of my mind and I don&#8217;t have any idea how I will accomplish all that is before me &#8212; and I know there will be times when I fall and must start again. But I also know I&#8217;m not alone in my fight. And that makes all the difference in the world (I don&#8217;t know<br />
how people live without Jesus!).</p>
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<p><em>Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen. &#8212; Eph 3:20-21</em></p>
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