The Kite

So the crazy Erickson kids woke up on Saturday and asked if they could go out and wash the cars.  It was a beautiful day and they had a blast doing that.  Later we went to the park to fly Cale’s kite and have a picnic.  It was starting to get cold out at that point so we were pretty much a table full of icicles eating sandwiches.  Haha.  (By the way, did you see the wonderful rainbow in the sky?  Don’t know if I have ever seen one quite like that.)

When we first got to the park we had a hard time getting the kite up.  I couldn’t figure out what Cale and I were doing wrong.  The kite just would not fly right.  It kept twisting around and around and falling to the ground.  For awhile Cale had fun pretending it was his puppy by letting it drag behind him as he ran around. But I knew that he would have so much more fun with the kite if we could get it up in the air.  So I took a look at it, and realized that it was hooked up wrong.  I moved the hook to the other side and told him to try one more time.  It went up right away.  He was amazed.  Then the fun began.  He flew that kite for the longest time laughing with glee and amusement.  It made me think about how God created each of us for a purpose.  Sure we can go through life, doing what we want, trying to make ourselves happy, living for the world.  We will be like a kite being pulled behind a 5 year old.  Or we can use our gifts and talents, seek God’s will in our lives, do things for His glory, and be like a kite soaring through the sky-living out the purpose for our creation.

Unlikely for Cale, our story has a “sad” ending.  The wind blew the kite in a tree and it could not be recovered.  If you happen to drive by the Field House you just may see it in one of the trees.  It will most likely be there until spring.  Bummer!

Love

Rachel