Ronald Meredith wrote about a night in early spring when he saw a flock of wild geese flying across the sky against a full moon. It was a magnificent sight. But the thing he remembered most was the sight of the tame mallards on the pond. They heard the wild call they had once known and it touched some long forgotten memory of their own wild yesterdays, and their wings began to flutter. The urge to fly, as God made them to do, was still there, but they never rose from the water. The matter had been settled long ago. The corn of the barnyard was too tempting! Now the desire to fly only made them uncomfortable. Meredith saw in that a parable of life as many of us know it. The desire to soar and be what God made us to be is still within us, but it’s the love of the easy way that keeps us on the ground.