Sink or Soar

I'm a struggling soul who longs deeply to own the passions of eternity but who wrestles with complacency and all to often caves to my self induced exhaustion when treading the waters of life.  I allow myself to sink into lies and the allure of control that swallow me as I drown.  In my best moments I find a surge of strength in the hope and truth of Jesus and come bursting above the waters to soar in the freedom He so generously and abundantly offers.  It is in these moments of closeness that I feel His pleasure and my greatest joy.  So why would I ever want to land?  In these far too brief flying sprees, my heart desperately longs for more, but suddenly I find myself once again plunging back beneath the waters surface.  How is it that I choose to sink when I could soar?

I was not made for water.  I do not have fins.  I also do not yet have my wings; but I know I was made to fly.   So in this temporary life I have found myself desperately lacking and in acute need of a source outside myself; the one who deceives me into believing water is better than air.   And in that struggle I find my greatest wonderings solved.  God and His loving strength are all I need.  And until that perfect day that I look toward with hope, when I get those wings to make me fly, I will ride on the back of the One who made me to soar above the raging sea.