The Time Between Seconds

For if I fall today

My feet are on the ledge once again.

I'm perched high above the ground and overlook the entire city as I watch another glorious sun rise from here.

Mist drifts between the buildings as lights slowly start flickering on.

Soon people will be rushing around again, as though on a timer, as though they're consciously aware of their own inner clocks ticking away the seconds of their lives.

But, in truth, none of us are aware of our own inner clocks. We're only aware of our supposed mortality, but even that is a myth until it's all too late.

I look down the side of the building, at the walkway below and know that my frail bones would never survive the impact.

Here's the truth of the matter, I have no choice. If I want to feed my family, I have to jump.

There is no other way.

Call me crazy, but at my core, in that deep place within me, where gravity tugs first, all I truly have is faith.

This has a happy ending, right?

No matter what happens I know I shall not fall from the sky completely unnoticed. Not a single person will notice and, if one does, they'll forget about me soon enough, but God won't. God will keep watch over me and my family, as He does every day.

With that single thought, I dive off the ledge. My heart races as gravity pulls my hollow bones towards the ground's embrace.

And I wait. I wait for the perfect moment and... open my small brown wings and fly.

For I am the Sparrow God tells you about, I am the one who's story He tells to reassure you about the future. He tells my story, for my faith in Him is so great that I take a leap of faith daily. A leap that can so easily result in my death.