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Learning to Fly

I was reading Betsy-Tacy and Tib.  I should have been studying Financial Accounting but I needed a break from my hectic day so I opened a children’s book and settled on the couch for a few minutes down memory lane.  Mom snuggled up under a soft blanket at the other end of the couch and I began to read aloud.

Eight-year old besties, Betsy, Tacy, and Tib, were learning how to fly.  Betsy, the most imaginative of the trio, had reasoned that since they were going into the third grade, and were much smarter than birds, it should be quite a simple thing to learn to fly.  She further reasoned that they could practice jumping flying off of small things first and then work their way up to bigger things.  They’d start off with the hitching block but by tomorrow, they’d be flying off the roof of her house.  The experiment did not turn out as Betsy envisioned and Mom and I had a good laugh by the time the girls gave up on their dreams of flight.  Oh, to be a child again!

Back to Financial Accounting.  *sigh*

Mom introduced me to the world of reading when I was a little bitty thing.  I grew up on Little House on the Prairie, Betsy-TacyAll-of-a-Kind-Family and Anne of Green Gables.  Now, as a twenty-something, I treasure my childhood and still enjoy the stories that helped shape my imagination and inspired a love for the simpler things in life.

I believe there’s an innocence and purity that enhances maturity and gives life a priceless quality.  I don’t mean naivety or the obnoxious, immature behavior that too often characterizes my generation.  I mean taking pleasure in the simple things, not fussing about meaningless drama, not obsessing over material possessions, and not being glued to a screen.

Life is worth so much more.

I pray that God will instill in me a sweet temperedness and a love for the beautiful and simple.

Cause I’m learning to fly.  I’m learning, day by day, to ‘spread my wings’ as a woman.

Some days it excites me.  Other days I’m scared senseless and I wish I could be playing with my American Girl dolls again.

Life is a funny thing.  One day we’re ready to jump fly off rooftops and the next day we’re too nervous to climb up on the hitching block.  What is it about this whole growing up thing that can be so confusing sometimes?

In 1 Corinthians, Paul says that he “put away childish things” when he became a man (1 Cor. 13:11).  I believe that’s what every person has to do at some point in their life.  But notice he said ‘childish things’.  That means something totally different than what Christ meant when He said we should be “as little children” (Matt. 18:3).  They were both addressing character but I think that while Paul was speaking more about the literal ‘growing up’ process, Christ was speaking more about a change of heart.  Childish attitudes, habits, and behavior should be given up when one becomes an adult, however, when one is converted and becomes a follower of Christ, one should take on the childlike qualities of faith, love, generosity, hope and trust.

I need to keep the childlike, and let go of the childish.

Does that mean no more children’s stories or playing games with my baby cousins?  Of course not!  While I can enjoy childhood for a few moments through the pages of a story, it would do me no good to park myself there forever.  It would be such a let down to little Elyssa who had big dreams and secret wishes.  It would be such a let down to the Creator who knew my inmost being before the foundation of the world and gave His everything so that I could have a full, abundant life.

So I’ll continue learning to fly.  I don’t have all the answers.  But I know the One who does and I’ll trust His thoughts and His ways because they are higher and much better than mine (Is 55:8,9).

I want to be a woman with childlike faith.  I want to be a woman who has put away petty worries and is mature enough to filter through the noise and drama of life and keep only what’s useful and important.  I want to be a woman who trusts completely in the Lord and allows Him to live through her life so she can be light and salt to a world who needs hope.

I want to be a woman who holds onto the sunshine of her girlhood and let’s its warm glow radiate into her future.

Originally posted on 5.15.2013