Each day I'm trying

For most of my life I've walked with my head down looking at my feet and the shadows I cast. Then one day I'm not exactly sure why You chose me. One day for the first time in my life You roll back my shoulders filled up my lungs and held my head high. What a difference to see the world from your perspective!` I never realized what I was missing until You directed my eyes to the bright blue sky, painted with sunlight and dappled with clouds; to the vibrant trees and fragrant flowers; to people's faces full of life and laughter and so much more. My neck is still too weak to hold my head up for long but each day I'm trying and each day my muscles grow a little bit stronger.