Birds were made to fly

The past few weeks we have had an awesome time watching a family of doves build a nest on our front porch and hatch a couple of eggs.  Mom and Dad bird took turns sitting on the nest both before and after their babies hatched. It seemed like it was only about a week after hatching that the nest was getting terribly crowded.  Mom and Dad started leaving the babies alone for short periods of time. Then one day Mom and one baby were gone.  Oh my! Was this a good sign or did a cat get them? The other baby just sat there looking sad and alone for three days. We were afraid that he was going to die soon. We all got really tense and started thinking about what we could do for him. Should we try to feed and water him? He looked rather smaller than the other one had been.
Just at the point where we were about to intervene we saw Mom bird hanging around and then spotted brother bird in some bushes out front. Yay! He wasn't alone but we didn't understand why they wouldn't come on up and check on him.
Seems that Mom knew what she was doing because by not coming to the nest she forced him to fly down to them.
Birds were made to fly. God designed them and that is what birds do. Our little baby bird had let his fear hold him captive in his nest. He felt safe there. His paralyzing fear kept him from spreading his wings and flying as he was meant to do. He almost died before he embraced the reality of who God made him to be.
Birds flying display the glory and creativity of their maker. You can't help but wonder about how they feel up in the sky, soaring and riding the winds. I don't know if birds laugh or not, but I'm sure that they have to feel some type of joy and freedom up there. If I was a bird, I think I would be laughing!
I know a lot of the time I get stuck in my nest. I know God wants me to fly, that is to be who He created me to be and to do the things that He wants me to accomplish for His kingdom here on earth. Ephesians talks about the things that God has ordained for us to do. Read that sometime.
A few weeks back at Vintagenxt Jeff was talking about worshipping God by being who He made you to be.
Do you know who God created you to be? If you weren't created to fly, what were you created to do? What makes your heart sing? What is it that you would do if you had no limitations and no fears? What do you have a compelling desire to be? When you venture out of your nest and "be you" people will notice and usually make comments about it. When you "be you" God is glorified.

Birds were made to fly.....what did God make you for?