Some days I fly.
Some days I don't.
Some days I can soar like the eagles and sea gulls, seeing all that is before me and readily knowing what lies ahead. Sometimes in those moments, even the challenges make sense and I know that I too can rise above the floods overtaking the ground below me.
Some days I don't soar like the birds as the challenges get great. At times I am faced with insurmountable odds, not knowing where my next foot step goes or what the next movement should be.
Sometimes, I am overwhelmed at the challenges that lie before me.
The one common thing between the days that I fly and the days that I don't, is that no matter what, I have to keep moving. I can't give up. I can't stop. Even if it seems dark before me, I must keep trudging onward because that's the only way I will find the light of illumination for my path.
In the days that I struggle to fly, it isn't easy. I will not make any claims that it is. However, I keep reminding myself that no matter what is going on in this moment, this too shall pass.
It will not last. It will not prevail.
There are moments that are meant as challenges to prepare us for future growth ahead. When those challenges hit, may we all remember that we can fly. May we see our lives soaring like the birds and not giving up because that moment may be too difficult.
Some days I fly. Some days I don't. This is all part of life because even birds in flight stop to rest upon the ground, so they can once again soar through the sky.
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