Two Swans

Magnificent! Two swans gliding gracefully, effortlessly just above the surface of the cold water.

I woke up to a dusting of fresh snow and these beautiful white birds in flight. Everywhere white.

It reminded me of the spring when they were born: dark awkward and so dependent. They each scrambled to be first in line, pushing one another to be closest to their parents.
Their mottled gray fluff was so inconsistent with what they would become and yet...it was their beginning.

My beginning was much the same but not for only a season.
I came into this word needing much more than soap and water to clean me white as snow. And flight? Effortless flight? Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined.

But God invites us all to fly, to be free of the dependence on this earth. In fact, my walk,no different from the swans', still seems awkward at times, cumbersome and not natural. Every once in a while though, God gives me flight. And in that moment when my feet are lifted off the ground...I know, REALLY know my Creator. Without Him, swan or child of God, we cannot fly.

For this, I am forever thankful.


In His Grip,
Lisa