Many summers ago, my family drove to Atlantic City, decades before the glittering gambling palaces. On a long pier jutting over the ocean, a horse and its female rider would, thrice daily, ascend a tower, dive down sixty feet into a small water tank, and emerge unscathed. Now theirs were leaps of faith.
In southern Italy, I’d rediscovered my girlhood Catholicism. I landed in this abbey, seeking some sort of divine union. As brides of Christ, we wear gold wedding rings on our left hand. Most sisters here say they’ve found that miraculous faith. I don’t think I have yet.
Many summers ago, my family drove to Atlantic City, decades before the glittering gambling palaces. On a long pier jutting over the ocean, a horse and its female rider would, thrice daily, ascend a tower, dive down sixty feet into a small water tank, and emerge unscathed. Now theirs were leaps of faith.
Mary Wallace
28/8/2020 05:27:20 pm
All leaps of faith require a giant step, but not all require height. Good story though.
Priscilla Sutton
28/8/2020 08:02:00 pm
To move on we must step out in faith however I can think of other ways besides jumping off a cliff. For instance moving to a new community or joining a group where you don’t know anyone
JOSEPH A MALLEY
28/8/2020 08:13:42 pm
A leap of faith is a brave step, it takes courage to make that leap.
Sue Clayton
29/8/2020 04:34:07 am
These days it's a leap of faith every time you walk out of your home. Kudos to the rider and horse.
Mariela Devoto
3/9/2020 04:35:01 am
Very interesting, Jerry! You, once again, make us ponder and think...Religious faith is a precious gift from God that gives us peace... Faith in a fellow human, also is a gift that gives us peace... Comments are closed.
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