Life is Like a Dirty Pigeon (And I like it like that)

Life is Like a Dirty Pigeon (And I like it like that)

Life is nothing like a box of chocolates.

Its more like a flock of dirty, crazy pigeons: Sometimes they merge and ascend in harmony on the wind, unified in their flight. And then suddenly they all turn against each other in demented chaos, and come spiraling down in a tumble of feathers and flailing wings… and just before they plunge into the earth, they tear apart and begin their graceful rise again.

Chocolates might be nicer.

But I think I like the rise and fall of pigeons. Living on the edge of the unknown, the ground rushing towards you, the un-tamable wind tugging at your wings, forcing you to grow stronger… and yet, no matter how strong you become, you are utterly at the mercy of ‘circumstance’, or ‘coincidence’…. Or rather, the One who gifted you with wings and wind in the first place. It’s a good thing He loves me so much, otherwise I’d be the metaphoric bird splattered all over some sidewalk in the city.

Grow, fight, fly…

Life is not meant to be as ‘nice’ as a box of chocolates. But oh, what a ride! Take enjoyment in the thrill of it all, the rise, the tumble, the fall, over and over. But may the biggest thrill of all be in knowing that it’s never ultimately in your hands anyway, but in the hands of the One who loves you and breathed into you life and being, wings and wind.

That’s how much I love you!
I’d sell off the whole world to get you back,
trade the creation just for you
~Isaiah 43 (The Message)

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