Fortune, Fear and Faith

You are standing at the edge of the precipice..you look down and see the deep dark blue river...you know you have to jump..you can feel the coldness of the water and a shiver runs down your spine...
You have to jump to get across, there is no other way...

You look down again and wait for the whistle to blow - the whistle is your cue to jump. The wait feels like eternity...
You take one more look down at the water and feel a lurch inside ...your courage trembles, your feet get wobbly and you suddenly become uncertain of your ability to swim...

You know that when you jump in the water, it will be cold, it will be deep...and yet jumping is the only way through.
You know that once you jump, you will have no control over your actions...the current will sweep you in its flow...it could land you in one swift wave to where you wanted to go. But then, it could even pull you away from where you had thought you will go and push you towards where you did not wish to go...but you have no choice...

It is then you realize that, the only thing you can do is keep swimming...not in any specific direction, not against, but with the tide - no matter where the river takes you, you have to keep swimming.
You have to keep swimming - and have unwavering faith...faith in your abilities, faith in the river below and faith in the sky above...and ultimately you will reach where you were destined to...
Amen!

PS: Written in a fit of desperation, ignore if you find it meaningless and out of context :P