Jump

JUMP!   In a panic she jumps out of bed, awakened by the popping of fire.  Trapped in her house quickly burning, the flames grow hotter and higher. It engulfs her home with fury, destroying all she had built. So many years up in flames suffocate her now with guilt. She had carelessly left in the hall, candles of fear to burn low. Old wires of self doubt in the attic should have been repaired long ago.   JUMP! Flames jump in her path and her heels, chasing her to a window. She is forced outside on it's edge, where a crowd gathers below. Neighbors are quick to judge, believing her jump is her doom. “Stay there and wait” they shout, “Help will be here soon!"  She gags and chokes on the thick smoke, as clean air enters thier lungs. They watch and point, but can not feel the pain of flaming sharp tongues.  JUMP! Emotions jump wild through her heart, as the tears leave stains down her face. Death  whispers “peace” into her ear, with arms outstretched for embrace. But to her own surprise she rises, looks Death in the eye and shakes... an angry fist to all and cries…“EVERY BONE I HAVE MAY BREAK... ….AND I MAY NOT SURVIVE THIS FALL,  BUT I'LL NO LONGER WAIT TO BE SAVED! BROKEN AND CRIPPLED, I'D RATHER LIVE, THAN TO MELT TO A COWARDLY GRAVE!" And she JUMPS…. You could hear a pin drop as she leapt, out in faith that hot summer night. The change in her life was obvious now. I had never seen such a sight! Did she fall 3 stories down to her death?  Or did she only break a few bones? Ask yourself what you would have done out on that ledge all alone. No matter how slim the chances or how much you think it will hurt, face your fears and rescue yourself....  Of living and love, you are worth. JUMP! Tamara