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Preparing to jump

A note from our president on February 7, 2022

“Out of my distress I called on the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free.” Psalm 118:5

Recently my son has taken a liking to motocross. His days are spent searching YouTube for the latest stunts and whatever bag of tricks he can conjure up along the way. Ramps are built out of everything from rocks and mud to those of more notable materials such as Kevlar. Keeping both wheels on the pavement has no lure and catching air is just the beginning. The wind, the speed and for a brief moment, a feeling of flying, play vital roles in rousing another ride. The confines of this earth have no grip. There is no tether, and he feels free.

Having a handful of friends that ride professionally, I ask the same question and I am met with a similar response. I have learned the 40-foot jumps and double backflips appearing seamless on Tv come at a grave cost. Executing the perfect Volt is every rider’s dream and holds no restraint. Despite the dangers, this holy grail entices each closer and closer to the edge.

What is missed however by those watching the spectacle from the comfort of their living room, are the instruments screaming doubt from below. A broken collar bone, paralysis and other debilitating injuries wail imminent failure. These voices can be deafening and will prevent many from unlocking their potential. Most riders will remain grounded and avert any version of freedom from fruition.

I too have peered over this edge a few times. There is something both appealing and not about the view. At this height the air alone is invigorating to the lungs and the panoramic scene cuts the deceiving anchor line. The haunting question of what’s out there leaves me cognizant of my decision to stand fast or jump. But the jagged rocks below remind me of the foolish choice it could be, and the cry of paralysis suppresses any wonder of what life may look like in the unknown.

And then it happens. It’s the bright light in the field to the shepherds. Is the changing of water to wine. It’s the 12 leftover baskets and the casting out of demons. It is sight returning to the blind, the cure for leprosy and the fever reducer. Lazarus is alive, a withered hand is restored, the sea is calm, and the tomb is empty. And just as I turn away from the ledge to the safety of solid ground a roar from heaven exclaims “Me!”

Be encouraged brothers and sisters. The serpent’s head has been crushed, death has been abolished and paradise awaits. Our troubles are light and momentary and a reminder that God will be with us until the end of age stands as justification enough to leave the incarceration behind and sample the liberty offered on the other side. From personal experience, only then will you truly be free.

Trey Assunto


Trey Assunto

President of War Horse Industrial with 22 years of experience in the oil and petrochemical industry of the Gulf Coast.
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