What color are your wings?
There’s this great verse is Isaiah that I just love. It says, “But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength. They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.”
I always imagine myself with giant pink wings. Pink wings? you ask…. It’s my favorite color.
I’ve been thinking a lot on this verse lately. Been needing it because life has been making me weary lately. It has a way of doing that sometimes, it’s unavoidable. Whether it’s work, family, death, life, finances….you get the picture.
Right now it’s death and loss that make my heart heavy, and those wings like eagles are carrying me along.
It’s ok to feel the sadness for a bit, because I know it’s temporary. I know each day will be a bit better. But some of the minutes within each day are a struggle right now.
I’m thankful for my pink wings, my hubby, my friends.
I’m thankful for the confidence that this, too, shall pass.
I’m thankful for the strength I know is deep within my heart and soul that will help me through.
I’m thankful for my trails that I can laugh and cry on, they help absorb the sadness.
I’m thankful for memories. Even though they hurt a bit right now, eventually they will make me smile once the pain recedes a bit.
So today, this minute, I will let my pink wings help me soar. What color are your wings?