I know gravity is important and all but I’ve been thinking that at this stage of my life I could do with a little less gravity.  I could do with more of a “lift” than of a pulling down or of a holding in place.  (actually holding in place would be just fine, it’s the pulling parts down that becomes a problem)  And gravity doesn’t discriminate at all!  Gravity pulls everything down in equal measure.  I wouldn’t mind one bit if gravity discriminated against me, just a little, passing me by, ignoring me, giving me the cold shoulder.

But gravity is no respecter of persons and she even goes out of her way to work in opposition to any fitness training I might attempt, cancelling out any result I might hope to achieve.  So is it gravity holding me together?  If so, she is falling down on the job, so to speak  (pun intended)

But Acts 17:28 tells me, “For in Him we live and move and have our being.”  And Colossians 1:17 lets me know, “He (Christ) is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.”

My Heavenly Father is holding me, holding me together, holding everything and everyone around me together.  Gravity may be keeping my feet on the ground (guess I should be grateful even though in order to accomplish that she’s pulling other parts of me down as well) but gravity doesn’t keep my spirit from soaring free, free of her pull, free of the weight of the world.

“but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.  They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”  (Isaiah 40:31)

sincerely,     Grace Day