Lawrence, 39

Uncertainty is like stepping ahead with my eyes closed, not knowing if I’ll step into a black hole or onto solid ground.

Tears fall from the window panes of my eyes like pebbles from a withering rose. A rush of emotions hits me like a wave on the seashore. Pull it together, I tell myself. But the truth of unexpected events is shaking me like a Southern California earthquake. Uncertainty has become a partner on the dance floor of life, but only if I choose to take her hand and tangle. I have danced with the devil before, and now I am two-stepping with Jesus. With every fiber in my being, my spirit tells me that choosing faith is the best decision. A tug of war begins. Should I write this down or hold it in? Another tear falls. Uncertainty is like stepping ahead with my eyes closed, not knowing if I’ll step into a black hole or onto solid ground. Faith assures me there will be evidence as a result of my hope. Faith seems to be a compatible dance partner. Another tear attempts to fall, but I joyfully wipe it away. I decline this dance with fear and uncertainty, and I gladly accept a dance with faith for another day.