In the middle of her path, she saw a red, octagonal, sign, with the word STOP, and tiny, white, blinking lights around its perimeter, so she stopped.
No road ahead, left, or right, she sat, in silence, thinking.
“I guess turning back is always an option”, and she felt each word, dumped in front of her, delivered by a heavy sigh. Feet and wheels aren’t the only modes of transportation.
Knowing she never liked the word retreat but had, at times, fallen prey to its demands, she decided to turn her one option into an opportunity, for isn’t it just as easy to make a right choice as it is to make a wrong choice?
Just then, an eagle circled overhead.
Six-sentence story
“but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.” (Isaiah 40:31, ESV)
“Then he said to me, “This is the word of the LORD to Zerubbabel: Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit, says the LORD of hosts.” (Zechariah 4:6, ESV)
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? As it is written,
“For your sake we are being killed all the day long;
we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”
No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.” (Romans 8:35-37., ESV)
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May we mount up with wings like eagles.
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