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Nigel J. Downs
Born in Burton, in April 1962
Live in Tamworth. Staffordshire.
I was brought up in the Burton Corps, by my parents John(1933-2000) and Evelyn.
I am was a bandsman and held the Band Librarian Commission for 20 years. Now I man the 'Audio Visual Desk' during the worship meetings. I also produce this web-site.
Also the Deputy Control of my local Raynet group, which provides Emergency communications for the emergency services during times of disasters and other times that it is required.
the closest way I am going to get to fly.
A Jump of Faith
In the summer of '93 I had a chance
to experience a high adrenaline activity. When I climb into a cage
which then was winch up by a crane to 170 feet above the ground.
From the ground it doesn't seem a long way up, but when I was up
there gripping hold of the side of the cage for dear life and looking
down the ground looks a long way away, with the people looking like
ants. The thought in my mind then was 'What am I doing, up here'.
But the view of the surrounding countryside was great and you can
see a long way. I could have stayed up there looking at this beautiful
countryside we have here in England. But I wasn't really there for
the sights, as I was reminded when someone behind me spoke the words "Static
line free!". Then on the third blast of a whistle, I let go
of the side of the cage, and dived out into thin air, falling towards
the ground 170feet below (Without safety net or air bags). The next
thought to enter my mind was 'It's too late now. No turning back'.
The experience of falling head first is absolutely indescribable,
you are just falling waiting for something to happen. Of course I
had faith that before I hit the ground to met certain death,
four large elastic bands attached between me and the crane pulled
tight and halted my descent.
As I survived to tell this tale, the bungees did take the strain
and stopped me. The blood then rushed to my head making if feel like
it would explode as I pulled over 3G inverted. Then I was catapulted
back into the air like a rag doll to fall back down again, after
been thrown back up and down for a second time I just hung there
upside down from the crane waiting to be safely lowered to the ground.
(The view of the countryside changes completely in this position).
You now know that the title 'Jump of Faith' was a bungee jump, and I wouldn't have done it if I hadn't faith. Faith in that the bungees attaching me to the crane wouldn't break, and faith in the experts who looked after my safety.
That was a physical jump of faith but every day we take spiritual jumps of faith with the Lord. I pray that with faith in the Lord I can put my life in His hands, the hands of the ultimate Expert, and live my life as the Lord desires. I may not get the same high adrenaline feeling as I got from the bungee jump, but I do get a good feeling of satisfaction from following the Lord.
Nigel J. Downs