Purpose

I'm watching this dove waddle around. I notice he's got short, stubby legs, and they're not that efficient. It's gets him around, but walking's obviously not his thing. He can fly, though. He was made to fly, not to walk or run. God made him that way to contribute to the ecosystem only how a dove can.

And I'm thinking that God made humans like that, too. As in, God made people the way they are, with their likes, their dislikes, their abilities, and their weakness. We all fulfill a different part of his plan.

And it can hurt at times, when I find that I'm not built how I want to be. I want to walk like others, you see. But God made me to fly, and one day, he'll show me why. For now, I'm slowly learning to enjoy the view.