Free falling

So I've decided- trying to figure this thing called life out is like man learning to fly. For so many years they would put on wings and run off building trying to get some kind of lift. Obviously they would come crashing down as they realized the law of gravity is much stronger than their will. Slowly they started to realize that they can't do it on their own. They needed something other than their own efforts to make it. So they start looking at engines and wings and triangles and cloth. They begin to look outside their own physical power in order to overcome the law of gravity.
It's kinda how things are in the spiritual. We're born into a sinful world and many of us spend our time putting on wings and running off building trying to overcome the law of sin. Yet, no matter how many times we try, we go crashing down and for many of us, in our own human persistance, we get back up determined to figure this thing out. Like small children we shove anyone trying to help away. Then in a moment of brilliance we realize there is a better way. We stop strapping on those wings, running off buildings, and shoving people away. We start looking towards engines and wings and gasoline and aerodynamics. It's a little rocky at first. It takes a lot of patience and misunderstandings and frustration but then we get it. We discover the airplane. We discover God. We reach the point where we find the ability to fly above the sin but it is not within our own selves. It is within the airplane of God. It sounds rather silly probably but I know how true this is. It's easy to tell people that they should just turn straight to God and not bother with running off buildings but I'm not sure if that will ever work. We all have to come to the end of ourselves before we look toward a better way. And more often than not it is by free falling we discover just how unable we are.