She grabs hold of the wind, tugging at that which cannot be held, cannot be pulled, that which is not hers. She has been inactive for a long time, waiting for God to show her that her plans are actually His as well.
She realizes she was telling God what His plans for her could or couldn't be, but saying with resolved "I will not..."
God, in his great patience and wisdom, smiling down on her as she looks off into the darkened distant horizon, knew that the plans she was building for her life were not those that would lead her to the best place for her.
Blindness was a cure, not a disease. It kept her from moving forward with plans of my own making--or rather those plans she felt were the best for her--regardless of how she felt led.
Now there is a rope around her, gently tugging her forward.
She isn't being called to wait, no...all along she was just learning to hear the Lord and discern His voice.
He has called her to act. She must let go of hope in faith. She must now transition from learning to living. There is definately a risk in letting go of her human hopes in order to achieve the dreams God has dreamed for her life. She must trust Him with everything.
Even if her hopes are not actuated. Even if she fails, if she falls, if she is rejected. She must follow Him now, for He calls, and she hears. She cannot deny it.
So as the breeze picks up, she lets go of her hopes.
Knowing that His will is always what is best for her.
Come rain or come shine.
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