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“I am the vine. You are the branches. He who remains in me, and I in him, the same bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.” John 15:5 (WEB)
Wings all
alone
searching for home
gently caressed by a warm, late afternoon breeze
whispering
"Get up, get up, this empty grey cage is not where you belong.
Can't you see? You are created for so much more than this!"
Improbably held hostage by fingers of sandy
lies
the wings in silence sit
except for the flicker
of a few random feathers
that sadly have not grasped their true
potential
Yet another day
ends
as the horizon of regret captures
the light of the hope of the disappearing sun
casting a shapeless shadow from
these wings
without purpose.
High above jubilant wings coupled with meaning
soar
and awaken my heart's innermost longings
to come and experience as they do
life's intimate journey with Him
but
the risk is far too great for my heart to bear
for fear these dreams and longings
might not come to pass
if i were to earnestly pursue them
so
i resign myself to live a lesser life of an ostrich's retreat
mired in the sand
doubting my true potential and worth
i do not see me
as
He does.
Ungrounded in Him we are grounded
detached wings entombed as castaways along the lonely strand
impoverished souls in search of true meaning, purpose, and
connection
held hostage by ever-present and unyielding chains of fear and doubt
our shapeless shadows cast wilting echoes of
dreams...dreams...dreams
fading memories of blossoms we thought might be
that
remain captive in eroded and concealed canyons of our hearts
we are unable
or is it unwilling? or too afraid?
to apprehend.
Oh, but to suppose for a
moment
a bird's effortless and graceful flowing motions
the pied-piper's heavenly call of an untethered life
wings and body wholeheartedly joined
lovingly engraved
deep within humanity's breast
buoyed aloft by the breath of His divine purpose
life transformed
a stunning companionship
for they rejoice knowing
this is exactly who the Lord has created them to be
hand in hand these lovers stroll
to the rhythm of an altogether enchanting melody
of His presence and goodness
a crescendo of harmony that our souls have longed to experience
created to dance inseparable
amongst floating white miracles for all to see
in hopes of drawing others near
that they too might
be set
free.
Healing light of a new day dawns
His hand outstretched
newly born purpose our calling embraced
wings and body climb intimately entwined
to see through His eyes our bright future of hope
where the Son never sets for
He alone
is the source
of our true identity and strength.
It is His breath of life that creates true flight
providing lift to our wings
Grounded in Him we are ungrounded
our hearts lifted skyward
freed from the tear stained clay
buoyed aloft on the winds of His inspiration and purpose
we are sent soaring according to His good and perfect will
casting a new unmistakable shadow of
hope
upon
this
weary
world
still
the
glorious message of freedom proclaimed
by
His
gift
of
the
cross
to
each
one
of
us.
No longer alone we are home with Him where we belong.
“Therefore if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation. The old things have passed away. Behold, all things have become new.” 2 Corinthians 5:17 (WEB)
“You will show me the path of life. In your presence is fullness of joy. In your right hand there are pleasures forever more.” Psalm 16:11 (WEB)
“but those who wait for Yahweh will renew their strength. They will mount up with wings like eagles. They will run, and not be weary. They will walk, and not faint.” Isaiah 40:31 (WEB)
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