Taking Flight

Today I made my way to the boardwalk in Harve de Grace. The water was rough and the fowls were having a hard time maneuvering the waves. This poor coot was being pushed around something awful. So he decide to take flight.

The problem, He had a hard time getting off the water. So he proceeded to run across the water until he got to shore. It was funny to watch.

How many times I find myself in rough water and try my best to take flight only to fail? I end up racing for the shore to get to solid ground.

I am so glad that my solid ground is God. He leads me to still waters. I will always run to Him.