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 Wings of Faith

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Lord, open my mind to your truth

My heart to your will

My eyes to your presence

My hands to your service…

 

That I might experience fullness of life as I free fall into Your Everlasting Arms.

                                                    
 

Control- the opposite of free falling.  

Free falling sounds fun, especially when assured a soft landing.  Something stands between me and the free fall. A little thing called faith.

 

So I stay in the tree as life goes by.  From here I calculate what might happen should I jump this direction or that direction.  Of course I will never really know because I will not jump. Free falling looks fun, but I would hate to lose control.

 

Once in a while high winds come.  The tree shakes. I hang on tight, but in these moments I realize that ultimately I am not in control.  At some point, I may be forced from the tree. So be it, I will hang on as long as I can.

 

Months are passing, years too.  Sometimes it strikes me that I am not much good to anyone up in this tree.  All this time trying to stay the course, it strikes me that I never really got on the course, unless of course you consider sitting in a tree full living.  I prepare to jump, I anticipate the freedom and the soft landing, but then I remember, it might not be a smooth flight. A branch may scrape me on the way down, the wind may take me where I would rather not go.  

 

It is hard to free fall, but in the end, it is harder not to.  Inside, I want to fly, I was made to fly.

So, I do.

 

I spread my arms, I surrender my will.  I go all in, for the promise of the soft landing and the joy of the journey.

 

  “The eternal God is your dwelling place, and underneath are the everlasting arms....”                                                                                                                                                            Deuteronomy 33:27

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