This is a calendar picture, but it goes so well
with the following poem. It seems I've posted
this before, but I did not have a picture with it.
LIFE ON WINGS
Our soul was made to soar,
As wing's of eagles on some heavenly flight.
The life hid in Jesus,
Is encircled by His heavenly light.
As eagles are free to soar,
Through clouds, to heights unknown,
Our soul is free,
To flee to God's very throne.
The things that come our way,
That seem so hard to bear,
Can be our life on wings,
If we take them to our Lord in prayer.
If we take all to Him,
Every fret, every care,
We must trust Him
And be sure to leave them there.
For how can He free our soul
To take this spiritual flight,
If our wings are tethered,
To doubt and fear, as black as night?
Our will we must surrender
And His will be done, in all things,
Then our soul shall know the freedom,
This beautiful life on wings!
Freda Fullerton
June 28, 2011
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