As the story goes; there was a man who had climbed down a rope and was hanging on at the very end, he prayed to God “Please save me from falling.” Nothing happened, the man was too afraid to look down for he knew the fall would be great and his life would be lost, and he no longer had the stamina to climb back up the rope so he held on tight and prayed, and prayed. Well eventually the man had been there hanging onto the rope for so long that he died of starvation and thirst, and when his both body could hold on no longer it fell the whole two feet to the ground that had been below him all along.
You have probably heard that story or some version of it before in your lifetime, maybe in a devotional, maybe told as a joke, maybe as part of a sermon, but how often are we the man on the rope? I am at a point in my life right now where I have been hanging on to the end of that rope for a while and it is time for me to make that leap of faith knowing that God has either provided me with solid ground below my feet or the ability to fly and not fall!
I have decided to go to graduate school and pursue a Masters in Divinity. Some people are asking why, when as a lay person I can serve a congregation in many similar ways. There is more to it for me. For that I need to go back pretty far. Starting with the fact that as a front office secretary at a upscale law firm, my Mother was fired for being pregnant as soon as she began to show. When I was in high school my Mother would not allow me to take a typing course because I was never going to be anyone’s secretary, “I was going to be someone!”
My Mother recently passed away. The other day when I finally got around to cleaning out her wallet and cutting up credit cards I came across a laminated certificate with the date of my Mother’s graduation from the local community college stating that on that date she had been awarded an Associates Degree in Business Administration. My Mother was sixty eight years old and had retired long ago, she graduated in her twenties but here in the wallet she used every day in between the milk card and the debit card was proof of her hard work. Seeing that card confirmed in me that it really is time to let go of the rope and pursue the educational goals she would have been so happy to see. So wish me luck as I move forward and keep me in prayer as I apply. It is time to let go of the rope and fulfill the dream !by