Freefalling

Freefalling in the Spirit.

That's what it's like when you let go
 and let God.

 Letting go of the need to control,
 the need to know what's going to happen next,
 at what time,
 and in what place.

 Allowing God to steer the ship you are in,
 so you feel the rise and fall of the waves,
 without having to cling to the tiller for dear life.

 Freefalling in the Spirit.

 It's letting go of all the anguish, pain and disappointment,
 you've been carrying around in big black bags.

 Being led by the Spirit,
 and blown by the wind,
 not careless and haphazard,
 but trusting another to guide you to the right point.

 It's being at the top of a water slide and letting go of the edge,
 knowing once you start you cannot go back,
 even if you tried,
 twisting and turning and falling,
 but always safe,
 always secure that you will end up
 where you are meant to be.

 Freefalling.

 It's dying to your own desires,
 that are so often wrong and muddled
 in the first place,
 and letting One wiser and stronger
 than you be in charge
 of the final decisions.

 Freefalling in the Spirit.

 It's like nothing I've ever felt before.