But now …

The Tethered Flight
You lift me gently out of my cage
Into the palm of your hand
You smooth my feathers with such tenderness.
Up into the air, You raise your arms
In a swift motion, you release me to fly
I believed I was free
If only for a brief time.
Up into the sky
Until
My foot is tethered to what is behind
I am being pulled
Back to earth
I descend
Lower and lower
Back into my cage.

BUT NOW … THE TETHERS ARE CUT

Some of my life lessons have been like digging up a stump with a spoon; it took forever, but they finally registered.

I spent years trying to dig up the “why” of my life like I was using a spoon to move a stump. I cried countless tears in that darkness, struggling to understand a pattern of rejection that felt like nothing but cruelty. The pain was so intense because I was grieving what I thought I needed, unaware that the ache was actually the birth of a new understanding.
In the middle of that sorrow, the Holy Spirit pulled me from the rain to reveal the truth: I wasn’t being rejected; I was being set apart.

Even now, some try to hold me to the seasons I have outgrown. They judge me by a history I no longer inhabit and try to block my path because they can not see the work God has finished on the inside. They look at my new direction and call it “misalignment,” simply because I no longer fit into the mold they created for me.

But it is time to rewrite the story of my life. The past no longer holds me captive, and I have realized that I was never broken—it was simply that the tethers had to be cut. Not everyone is meant to go with me into my future. Some people were meant to be my history, not my destiny.