This week the good people at Folk Lifestyle want to know about things I have done that I had previously believed I couldn’t do. Let me preface this by admitting that I am a chicken! The life on the edge, that my son and his best friend keep encouraging me to live, sounds unnecessarily dangerous to me! I don’t particularly want to be wrapped in cotton batting and stowed away safely (scared of smothering and small spaces) but I do tend to cautiously choose the safest course under any, and all, circumstances.
I am terrified of heights. I hate elevators with a glass side, windy mountain roads, balconies, and staircases. I cannot manage to stand on even the first rung of a step stool without getting dizzy. Gorgeous views, the kind that are usually high up, make me nauseous unless I am sitting down … well back from the edge. And even under those circumstances, like sitting safely in my urban living room, an aerial view on the TV can make my head go swimming. I have, never the less, managed to stand on a wobbly dining room chair to change a light bulb! Go ahead. Be impressed. LOL! Seriously I am not likely to go bungy jumping or jumping out of airplanes but I do force myself to sit down and watch videos of my precious “baby boy” living that life on the edge. (He hasn’t jumped out of a plane yet but the days are numbered. I’ll have to see if he’ll give me the video of that crazy bungy jump to share with you. In the meantime … here’s a photo of him at the Mt. Everest Base Camp in Nepal. Yeah … he’s crazy!) I remember one time when Josiah was a toddler we were at a hotel with an interior balcony. I wouldn’t go anywhere near it but Josiah whipped past me and climbed up to look out over the edge. I reached to pull him back. Bert looked at me and whispered, “Don’t you dare pass your fears onto him!” It’s one of the best pieces of advice ever and though it has been incredibly hard for me … I followed it! It has had me holding my breath, and my words, more than once but I have let this child live on that crazy edge. And if you had told me that I was going to be able to do that 23 years ago when I finally held my miracle baby … I would have thought you were nuts!
Quick f.y.i. for those who are new here. Josiah is my only biological child as infertility, and God’s plans for me, prevented more. He is 23 and has a heart for missions. So far he has spent time in Haiti, England, India, Nepal, China, the Philippines, Brazil and Guatemala. His dream is to eventually work full-time in the Middle East. He’s still living at home because he needs to finish his undergraduate degree and then go to seminary before entering full-time career missions. School is taking a while because he keeps taking time off to travel. He’s majoring in Computer Science and also working full-time in the tech support department of a local company in the oil industry.