I watched a seagull suspended in the sky this morning as if on a string. It seemed odd that he wasn’t moving forward or backward or left or right. He was floating in place on the breeze perfectly balanced by the power of the wind beneath its wings. He seemed to be taking pleasure in the serenity of the lift without having to exert any energy.
I feel like that seagull right now because I am also hovering in space without any direction. I’m not moving forward or backward or left or right. I should be enjoying the lift and just let the breeze carry me where I need to go. Instead, I worry too much about the future and what it may hold. I worry that I’ll go off in a direction I shouldn’t go. I worry that I’ll fall to the ground.
If only I could let go and enjoy the ride like that seagull and trust that God is holding me in the palm of His hand. All the energy I really need to exert is the faith that He is working in my life. I have a habit, though, of loosing my focus and giving into the anxiety in my mind. I do trust that soon the wind will pick up again and I’ll start moving in the direction I was meant to go.
So for now, I’ll try to relax and just enjoy the lift, let go and let God.