Grace bids me fly and gives me wings

2010 (C) Shelly Stotts Photography, used by permission

It's inevitable. Everything in life changes. Nothing stays the same. Change is unsettling and sometimes it bears down on us with a vengeance. In the midst of changes, one more thing, seems too much.

Though grace is available to fly above our circumstances, viewing life from the perspective of eternity, it's seems easier, for me at least, during those times, to clam up, pull in, and remain earthbound. My vision of life narrows to include only that which lies beneath my feet.

A careless observer might think that faith was absent, lost somewhere under a weight of fear, loneliness, or those dreaded "what ifs" or equally debilitating, "if onlys." With the 20/20 vision of hindsight, it's been my experience, however, that those times are the richest in terms of eternity, because "...God has a thousand ways, each in his own way, of touching the soul." Benedict XVI

Often, in the darkness of the uncertainty of change, God is doing a hidden inner work. If we wait for it, expect it, giving God full access to our soul, without hiding beneath either "the poor mes," or the false bravado of denial, one day, we will be surprised to find ourselves standing, spreading our wings of grace, eager to fly.

"Do this and live," the law commands,
But gives me neither feet nor hands.
A better way his grace doth bring,
It bids me fly and gives me wings
Alleluia  (by John Fischer)

‎"True glory consists in doing what deserves to be written; in writing what deserves to be read; and in so living as to make the world happier for our living in it."~ Pliny The Elder (23 AD - 79 AD)