I currently feel as light as a feather, letting the breeze lift me and levitate my body where nature desires it to go.
I don't question this. I embrace it.
I remember the times where I didn't feel this light. Unlike a feather, I felt like a stone. The otherwise helpful wind passing over me wistfully, a missed opportunity to open up my wings and fly.
What has changed?
It's a sense of purpose. A sense of tranquility that I'm going somewhere and that I'm not to question the breeze.
The change is embracing God and His glory. It's acknowledging that I'm just a feather in the wind and that ultimately, He controls the weather.
It's funny how the more I think about how small I am, the bigger my sense of purpose becomes. The bigger difference I can make.
It's a calming thought and way to live.
Going with the breeze and embracing where I land.
Since I'm as light as a feather, I'm still in the air and enjoying the ride.
