Flying High
One windy spring day, I observed young people having fun using the wind to
fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the
skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing. As the strong winds gusted
against the kites, a string kept them in check.
Instead of blowing away with the wind, they arose against it to achieve
great heights. They shook and pulled, but the restraining string and the
cumbersome tail kept them in tow, facing upward and against the wind. As the
kites struggled and trembled against the string, they seemed to say, "Let me go!
Let me go! I want to be free!" They soared beautifully even as they fought the
restriction of the string. Finally, one of the kites succeeded in breaking
loose. "Free at last," it seemed to say. "Free to fly with the wind."
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Yet freedom from restraint simply put it at the mercy of an unsympathetic
breeze. It fluttered ungracefully to the ground and landed in a tangled mass of
weeds and string against a dead bush. "Free at last" free to lie powerless in
the dirt, to be blown helplessly along the ground, and to lodge lifeless against
the first obstruction.
How much like kites we sometimes are. The Heaven gives us adversity and
restrictions, rules to follow from which we can grow and gain strength.
Restraint is a necessary counterpart to the winds of opposition. Some of us tug
at the rules so hard that we never soar to reach the heights we might have
obtained. We keep part of the commandment and never rise high enough to get our
tails off the ground.
Let us each rise to the great heights, recognizing that some of the
restraints that we may chafe under are actually the steadying force that helps
us ascend and achieve. | 
发表于 2016-7-10 11:30:10