Free Falling

Mom to nine children plus three son-in-laws. Wife to a Godly man, help-meet to a pastor. Homemaker for many, friend to more. I watch, invest in, and participate in many lives and interests and situations and circumstances and hopes and dreams.

Life is loaded with ups and downs. Often my days are full and varied, but sometimes the carefree exhilaration of upswings is rudely, almost violently, interrupted by a downward plunge. A pendulum in motion. No -- a free fall. A push from the mountain top.

But God is constant. I look to Him for help. Rejoice one minute. Weep the next. I find Him holding us all, everyone of us, in spite of the pendulum swing -- no, the free fall -- that plunges us into seeming oblivion, robbing us of oxygen, taking our heart away and leaving us wondering how it will end.

It will end with Him. He is the author and finisher of our faith.
He holds us.
He holds us -- from mountaintop to free fall, and everything in between.