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Wind beneath my wings

Updated: Feb 8

Wind beneath my wings

Walking in Kineowatha park, I sit by the Lake, taking pictures because it's simply stunning.

The ice is beginning to form on the surface of the Lake and the sun is out.

It's warm and comforting with the sun on my face. The birds are chirping, and its so quiet and I don't even hear any cars on the distant highway.

The ice freezes on the surface of the water, as it reflects the light it feels like a metaphor: even when we're hardening on the surface, god still shines down and reflects the light.

I'm stretching my body. I'm crouching in prayer, talking to God.

I'm telling God I don't know where to go from here. I don't know what my purpose is. I know that you have more for me. I'm uninspired. I don't know what to do with myself sometimes. And I'm working just to work. Please show me what it is that you want me to do.

I have work I have to do today, things I have to accomplish. I know that it's in your hands. And I'm gonna turn it over to you. Please guide me towards whatever it is that you want me to do today.

And just then the wind picked up, a leaf behind me started to clack and I don't know. Clacking isn't right word. But one leaf was making a sound when the wind picked up- just 1 leaf. And I said "God is that you?" and the wind picked up more, and more leaves started to rustle and I said. I think you're the wing beneath my wings, and the wind picked up even harder and just blew all the branches and all of the leaves in my surrounding area as if a confirmation to say yes. Yes, I am the wind beneath Your wings- keep going. I will lead the way.


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