Soar


Rooted to Soar is based out of a place God has been growing me over the last year and a half. I felt like I needed to record it for myself and possibly share my story with others one day.


Each year I choose a word to claim over the upcoming year. January of 2016 I chose the word soar. In that season of my life, I was exhausted and finding myself doing so much, but getting nowhere. So from the place of surrender I asked God to help me soar.



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But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.
They will soar high on wings like eagles.
They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint.     
                                                                        ~Isaiah 40:31
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If you don't know about eagles, they rarely flap their wings. They spread their wings and the wind supports them to glide over vast canyons and valleys. They take in their surroundings and land with the same amount of energy they took off with. They travel somewhere without having to do very much at all. I wanted to be like those grand birds. Fearless, expectant.


I was more like a struggling baby bird. I was flapping my wings furiously and finding myself sinking slowly. I only landed out of sheer exhaustion, not because I had arrived at my destination. I wasn't taking in my surroundings, I was too exhausted from all the flapping! I was missing the view and certainly not flying over any vast canyons!


So I soaked in everything I could find on the word soar. If it was in a song, book, or sermon, I leaned in all the more. I learned to free-fall from a high peak and allow God to be the undercurrent to sustain me. He took me to places my flappy wings would have never attempted to go.


God was preparing me for this season of faith. Months before, I felt a pull from God while at the same time a discontentment with my job. So I did what was completely out of character for my controlling and planned-out self; I resigned from a career I had built for 11 years. I didn't have a job lined up, but I knew I needed to rely on Him and free-fall from the mountain I was currently standing on to get to the next peak.


A few months after my decision to soar, I was offered a job doing what God had shaped me for. He spoke, I listened, He provided. I finished 2016 not just wanting to soar, but fully soaring. He placed me on the next peak.


Lean in, fall on His faithfulness.


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