As they take off it is as if you can see the wind underneath them. They flap their wings one, two, three times and then just soar. They dive up and down as if they are riding a wave. Turn to the left, flap again, dive down towards the earth and then take a sharp turn to the right, raise their heads high towards the heavens, flap once more and they shoot up like a rocket while the wind rushes through their wings and ruffles each feather individually.
I have watched many birds fly but none quite get to me like the eagles. They fly with such purpose and stature. They are majestic, powerful, beautiful... Eagles symbolize my idea of freedom. As I watch them I breathe in and out almost in a rhythm wishing I were one of them. I can't quite find the words to explain how I feel when I watch an eagle fly!
There is a peace that is found in eagles. Just by the way they move. I think Isaiah shared my love for eagles. I can envision him standing on a cliff watching eagles as they soared through the air riding each wave of wind that is nothing more than the breath of God. "...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 (NLT).
Life isn't about jobs and cars, houses or offices. Life isn't about how many presents are under the tree or what time you're supposed to be at your in-law's house. Life is about patience, perseverance, trusting, honoring - - soaring...
They that wait upon the Lord
Shall renew their strength
They shall mount up with wings of eagles
They shall run and not be weary
They shall walk and not faint.
Teach me Lord, teach me Lord to wait.
Hymn: They That Wait Upon the Lord
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