No, I haven’t ever done this myself. I am not much of a
swimmer; I hate heights; and I am scared to death of hitting rocks. There is no
way that I would literally dive off of a precipice, but I have jumped off the
cliff with God.
I think of Abraham, whom God called to leave behind his
country, family, and home to go to a place that God would show him (Gen. 12:1).
In those days country-hopping wasn’t very easy. There was no airplane flying
Abraham to this new land to look it over and consider God’s instructions. Leaving
his land likely meant that someone else would take it over. It is always more comfortable to stay where we are than to risk something new. The situation
sounds pretty cliff-like to me! Abraham faced a line of decision, which crossed
would mean no turning back.
When God calls us to the edge of the cliff, he urges us to
trust him enough to jump.