Flying High,
六合彩
One windy spring day,
传奇私服, I observed young people having fun using the wind to fly their kites. Multicolored creations of varying shapes and sizes filled the skies like beautiful birds darting and dancing. As the strong winds gusted against the kites, a string kept them in check.
Instead of blowing away with the wind, they arose against it to achieve great heights. They shook and pulled,
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传奇私服, but the restraining string and the cumbersome tail kept them in tow,
传奇私服, facing upward and against the wind. As the kites struggled and trembled against the string, they seemed to say,
传奇私服, "Let me go,
六合彩! Let me go,
短篇小说! I want to be free!" They soared beautifully even as they fought the restriction of the string. Finally,
传奇私服, one of the kites succeeded in breaking loose. "Free at last,
Work with the Now 把握现在,
传奇私服," it seemed to say. "Free to fly with the wind."
Yet freedom from restraint simply put it at the mercy of an unsympathetic breeze. It fluttered ungracefully to the ground and landed in a tangled mass of weeds and string against a dead bush. "Free at last" free to lie powerless in the dirt, to be blown helplessly along the ground, and to lodge lifeless against the first obstruction.
How much like kites we sometimes are. The Heaven gives us adversity and restrictions,
传奇私服, rules to follow from which we can grow and gain strength. Restraint is a necessary counterpart to the winds of opposition. Some of us tug at the rules so hard that we never soar to reach the heights we might have obtained. We keep part of the commandment and never rise high enough to get our tails off the ground.
Let us each rise to the great heights,
传奇私服, recognizing that some of the restraints that we may chafe under are actually the steadying force that helps us ascend and achieve.