What is Born to Fly?

Born To Fly is a blog born out of betrayal; betrayal by parents, betrayal by brothers, betrayal by a trusted counselor, betrayal by a trusted doctor, and more. Here though, is offered safety, blessings, friendship and more. Come and rest awhile here. Come and comment here. Come find hope here. Come and find some peace here. Come and find renewal here. Most of all, come and find your Elder Brother here.

I was Born to Fly. You Were Born to Fly. This has been God's heart for you and me from the beginning. Immediately though, there was another force in this world that had other ideas, evil designs and schemes, all against us. For me it started with parents who were experiencing one of the most difficult stages of their marriage at the time I was conceived. And life for them continued to go from bad to worse.

This was the atmosphere into which I was born. And prior to being born, while still in my mother's womb, I automatically began to "carry the feelings" of my mother. This is one of the inevitable facets of life for each of us. Mom lived in an emotional pit of despair, and this was all I knew by the time I entered into this world. As time passed I didn't know being held and cuddled. I didn't know being played with and being adored. I was another burden weighing on Mom during the times of pain and distress that permeated her heart daily.

Dad was an unfaithful wanderer with a narcisistic nature. He had an angry and agitated temperment. He considered all raising of the children to be her job, that his was to bring home a paycheck. And it was a very meager income since he dropped out of high school in order to provide for his family. This seemed to be one of the few moral responsibiliies he took seriously.

Quite early in life I noticed this lifestyle was not the "fate" of everyone. I saw other people playing with and holding their children. They cuddled them and kept them clean and fresh and dressed nicely. Now this was big piece of life I wished was mine, a piece of life that never existed for me under my parents care.

So, I began my search to learn how to care for myself in ways I longed for, in ways I knew in my heart God intended. Most of all I needed to learn how to let God take care of me and to let him be the "care-taker" of my heart.