Life is so unpredicatable. I guess that is where I find myself right now. Talking with a friend I realize this is the season of risk. With risk you can't calculate it out and know the exact outcome. This drives me nuts. I always think big decisions through, but with risks it is blindly jumping. I am excited for the rush but I can't enjoy the moment of free falling because I am thinking too much about what is going to happen when the falling is over. I think things to death sometimes. And I guess this would be productive if it took me somewhere, yet I have to laugh everytime because I always end up right where I started, God still sitting there smiling asking me if I am ready to give it to Him. I always laugh and say yes God I don't want to think about it anymore, here ya go.
Why can't I do that right away...I think I would save a lot of brain energy. Which leads me to my poem...I just wrote it thinking about taking risks and having to leave what is familiar and trust God with the rest. Let me know what you think.
Learning to fly.
Spreading your wings
And daring to try.
Not looking back
or needing to know
what is behind.
Beating wings
Flapping strong.
Sometimes faltering
but never for long.
The wind is there
to lift the wings
high,
This is what happens
When you are
Learning to fly.
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