31 Days: Pathway to Perseverance - I'll Fly Away

I have always been a bloom where you are planted kind of person. I  love the comfort of stability, of having the opportunity to grow deep roots and just settle in (dirt and all). When we moved 3,000 miles across the country three years ago, my perspective changed. Suddenly everything was unfamiliar and what once were well-developed roots flopped about on new ground like tiny little tendrils. Not only did I have to adapt, I had to become, to transform, to use my little roots to scratch the surface to find their way.

What I discovered, is that there is something about uprooting that makes room for wings. Being unpotted leaves eyes turned upward instead of inward. It gives strength to push through and to march on. To hold the hand of God through uncertainty instead of depending on the deep seating of the legs beneath earth to hold bodies upright when the wind blows.

And, the blooms. So temporal and fading and uncreative without the Creator. Being plucked from the pot leaves room for heavenly adornment, the countenance, and reflection of the one who loves us most. Petals fall and fade and then Christ shines through.

That's when it happens, the wings. They sprout between shoulders. Maybe not very big at first but the possibility of flight becomes reality.  And the more we embrace the ever-changing, the unearthed, the more we depend upon God to teach us to fly like an expert, like an eagle and soar.