They say a wounded eagle flies to
its nest—lies on its back with outspread
wings, and waits for the warmth of the sun
to heal its wounds. Then rising with renewed strength, the mighty eagle spreads it wings
and takes flight, soaring once again toward the heavens.
If you are wounded and weary, worn out and needing strength, learn the lesson of the eagle. Fly to the empty nest awaiting you. Bask in the healing and strength of the Son’s presence, and rise up once again with Spirit wings, soaring with the One who makes all things new.
Those who trust in the LORD will find new strength.
They will soar high on wings like eagles. They will run and not grow weary. They will walk and not faint. Isaiah 40:31
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The sound of fluttering wings caught my attention as I stepped under the boardwalk. Looking up I saw a dove resting on the ledge of the crossbeam.
Reminded of a favorite verse from the Song of Solomon, I quickly opened my Bible and read:
Oh my dove in the cleft of the rock. Let me see your face. Let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely. Song of Songs 2:14
I smiled as the sadness of my heart lifted. Somehow I knew I was at the right place at the right time.
Years later, I wrote this poem.
The Bride of Christ is God’s Dove—
Sheltered in the safety of the cleft of the Rock.
It may be a secret place,
yet known to Him.
It may be a steep place,
yet directed by Him.
Maybe its a deep valley,
but He promised
never to leave your side.
Sometimes our Lord
calls us from
clamorous voices that
vie for our attention.
When we choose to look up
His voice becomes amazingly clear.
Bible scholars believe the Song of Songs is a picture of Jesus Christ and His Bride.