Being Be

There is no created thing, that has the ability to be anything other than what they were created to be. And they flourish, as they are free. So free, simply by being be. A bird has no longing in the world to be a faster, louder or more colourful bird. A bird wastes no time hopelessly wishing they were a cat or a pretty flower instead. They just flap their wings, they sing their songs, they live their birds-life so free, simply by being be. All things created, have life. Everything God spoke into existence has meaning and purpose. But it is humanity, His most prized possession, those most dear to His heart, who were given the free will to choose a life with or without Him. And we are the only ones who ever wish we didn't have these hands, or didn't have that nose, or didn't belong to this family, or even wished we'd been someone else entirely. We are the only ones who struggle with being be. Our Father, Creator, Saviour and Lord, longs for us to be freer once more. Completely at peace with being me. But only when I know the One who made me like me, who loves me as me and only when I live to know Him better than anyone else, can this become a reality.