The moon looked like a balloon the other day, and inspired me a bit.

Sometimes,

I get a little possessive of my gifts,

my dreams,

my ideas,

my plans,

and I fail to enjoy the fruit of what could be done because I'm enjoying the prospects too much.

I must let go.

The fruit of every seed needs to be harvested at some point, or it will die on the vine.

I need to stop clutching my ideas.

I need to stop dreaming about what my talents can do.

I need to start dreaming about what the wisdom of the Creator can do,

If I allow the work that only He can establish,

to wind through my fingers

and fly.