The Bird At The Window

This little bird is the silliest thing to watch. During the morning hours, he can't see through this window. But it's big and clear and shiny, so he thinks it's something eh can fly through. He'll spend the better part of an hour flying into the window, flapping his wings against the glass over and over again. He's not going to break through, but he can't seem to understand that.

Some days I feel exactly like this little bird. I can't see exactly where I'm going because I'm so tired and sore. I've probably wasted too much time flapping my wings against the window of life, not understanding that I can't break through the world.

Hearing the bird flapping against the window makes me realize how unproductive I can be in my own ways. I may strive to be something in the eyes of the world or something more than I truly am, and that's just flying into the glass over and over again with no success.

For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it. For what is man advantaged, if he gain the whole world, and lose himself, or be cast away? Luke 9:24-25

Gos did not place us on this earth to spend it beating our wings aimlessly against the window. We are here to turn our lives over to Him and follow His leadership. That may mean giving up the struggle to get through this one particular window and allowing the Lord to guide us around to the open door.

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