On a Monday evening when many things are going well but several seem to be coming apart at the seams, it is fitting to stop and count the gifts. We don’t know what tomorrow holds but we know who holds us together. And tonight I lean into Him, trusting that He’s led us here and will lead us on and meet our every need. For He is a God in the details and all He does is good, even when it feels hard and makes our heads spin.
There is a fable about the way birds first got their wings. The story goes that initially they were made without them. Then God made the wings, set them down before the wingless birds, and said to them, “Take up these burdens and carry them.”
The birds had sweet voices for singing, and lovely feathers that glistened in the sunshine, but they could not soar in the air. When asked to pick up the burdens that lay at their feet, they hesitated at first. Yet soon they obeyed, picked up the wings with their beaks, and set them on their shoulders to carry them.
For a short time the load seemed heavy and difficult to bear, but soon, as they continued to carry the burden and to fold the wings over their hearts, the wings grew attached to their little bodies. They quickly discovered how to use them and were lifted by the wings high into the air. The weights had become wings. {from Streams in the Desert}
So we pick it up, whatever it is, and carry it with us. And we trust that our burdens will become blessings and our weights will become wings.
2636. the rock solid promises of God’s word
2637. my sweet Chandler who is ten; the gift she is
2638. the weekend and fellowship with friends
2639. America’s freedom
2640. weeks that seem long
2641. a Social Security number on its way!
2642. a long Friday afternoon
2643. rest for everyone
2644. beds for little girls
2645. God in the details
2646. four day weekends
2647. wings
May you find wings this week, friends.
For His Glory ~
Jumped over from Ann’s and all your counting is good and I am especially aware of #2639 as an American!
In his Arms, Beth