So, at my youth group, they had what was called a “180 Hour”, which symbolised how quickly a person’s life could change in that hour. We talked about God, and faith, and trust. We did that exercise where someone would have their arms out in front of them, and the person in front would fall into their arms.
I’d never done it before. In fact, the prospect scared me. What if my buddy didn’t catch me, or he dropped me on purpose? But a group leader encouraged me by putting me with a guy named Sam.
I saw Sam around, in a blue crew leader shirt, but I never talked to him – he always hung around the skate team, and I was in art.
He raised his arms and coaxed me by wiggling his fingers. Though he was a bit of a larrikin, he was a crew leader. That meant he was meant to put trust in the other leaders and God, but in us regulars.
I turned my back to him, spread my arms out, and closed my eyes. This was the scariest part: falling backwards. I leant farther back, and fell.
Before I knew it, arms caught me, and laid me to the ground gently. I laughed with joy, and it took me a while to get up from the floor. But once I stood up, Sam gave me a high five, and I wanted to do the exercise all over again.
Perhaps I would talk to Sam again, or Sam would talk to me after the hour was up. I couldn’t fully count on it, so I stuck to the people I knew.
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Deck: Chakra Wisdom Oracle by Tori Hartman
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