Despite back problems and lack of proper balance I love to walk. I feel every step up my spine and sometimes into my neck, but to be outside gives me a chance to be distracted by my favorite thing God has created:
Anything that can fly or is carried in the air. Bugs, birds, dragonflies, clouds, floating dandelion seeds, it don't matter.
I just await my turn to go UP when the trumpets blow!
If God is my Pilot and fully in control of the flight, I guess that makes me a Steward on the plane. How may I serve you?