Where Does Your Wind Come From...

Yes, it has been quite sometime since I wrote last. So much has happened in the last 65 days since my previous post. The biggest most consuming thing is I moved, that in itself totally wiped me out and totally took the wind, (the inspiration) from my sails. I used to think I was the only person that this happened to...that I just wasn't good enough to keep up, to get my goals accomplished in a day, I might add very unrealistic goals. Filling my days with so many "to do" lists that at the end of the day I felt as though I failed no matter how much I had accomplished.

So yesterday while on an outing God gave me a visual (I am a huge visual person). We attended the Kite Festival, another check off the Bucket List! I remember thinking as we were headed down the double lane beach road filled with quaint little cottages, "where are the kites"? At one point I think I even vocalized it. I remember disappointment and anxiety started stirring, as I had invited a very special couple to go with me. My thoughts started running rampant ... what if I messed this up? What if I messed up the date? The time? This happens to each and every one of us at some point. Y'all know the feeling right?

As we rounded a corner I know my breath caught as there they were, I felt all of my fear and anxiety dissipate, oh what a beautiful feeling, better yet what a beautiful sight to see. Big huge kites soaring freely in the air...bright colorful, everything from a flying pig to an astronaut. People of all ages and nationality coming out on this beautiful fall day, not a single cloud in the perfect blue sky to watch kites...perfection!

While walking in the soft sand I realized how many lines were lying across the beach making me take note that different kites were on the ground, in the dunes... some were flat, some were fluttering in the wind but not able to get enough wind necessary to take flight. Then there were the ones being assisted, people lifting them to help them get the edge they needed to fly again. The other thing I noticed, it appeared to be strangers/observers helping to get the kites back up...not just the flight crew. It truly was such a positive freeing experience.

I then realized isn't this how we are in life. In a perfect world we would love to be bright, beautiful, flying high with no worries...knowing we are securely tethered to Our Heavenly Father who has a constant hand on us, watching over us, protecting us. Yet, that is not reality...there are days where we are done, no wind in our sails whatsoever ... feeling like the crumpled heap I saw laying in different areas across the beach. Then there are days where we are hovering, got a little wind in our sails, going to push on and make the best of the day...not giving up. To me, the best days, are when the recruits come...helping to lift us to our full potential...encouraging, lending a helping hand/shoulder/ear...

The lines as they laid on the sand, some being very difficult to see, these served a reminder of how the enemy is...laying under surface, trying to trip up our feelings, emotions, relationships... To witness the excitement when these lines sprung to life and became the strong tether once the kites were off the ground again. Is this not like our day to day journey?

As I mentioned earlier I am a visual person and I could not get these images out of my mind. The day was a perfect reminder that we are always connected, tethered...to Our Father God and as long as we are on His path being obedient to Him, He never lets go, never loses sight of us. Even when we fall, walkaway from Him we are still connected by His love for us.

The second thing is... we must be willing to reach out to others when we are not able to get ourselves off of the ground... full disclosure here...this is extremely hard for me as I don't want to be a bother, I am scared of rejection and to be blatantly honest...there are days where I do not feel as if I am worthy enough to receive help from others, there are others who need it worse than me. The thing is ... that is NOT who we were created to be! Doesn't the enemy just love to fill our ears and mind with these lies? He comes to kill, steal and degrade...so not how we are to live being Gods children.

I needed that visual yesterday ... community, fellowship, friendship is so important in our lives. We need to not just be nurturing but we must be willing to be nurtured. When we help someone out we are being a blessing to them...when we do not allow others to help us we are stealing their ability to be a blessing. We must be willing to not just extend a hand to someone who has lost the wind that drives them we need to extend our hands to be lifted as well... oh wow, so much easier to write than ask... yet, I see now how important that is not just for myself but for others.

Today, what / who can help you get the needed wind in your hovering sails? Pray and ask Father who He would like you to call upon to be the Angel in Skin you are needing in this moment. On the flip side who / how are you able to help someone get up and fly? We need each other.. that is how we are designed. If you don't have your flight crew pray who God has in mind ... reach out ... I personally know how scary and intimidating this can be especially once we've been hurt... but believe me it is worth it! The rewards of having a flight crew surrounding and helping each other far outweigh the risk of laying alone and windless...

Make today the first day of living....Bold, Brave, Brilliant and Blessed...