Yes, wings of eagle. It gives me the impression of strength, steady, dependable, trustable, endurance, never give up, power and yet gentle to its children hiding under them. I could sit here and come up with many more description but I think you know what I mean. Over the weekend I have learned something new about eagle’s wings and that is if one would be sitting on the eagle’s wings then one has no say of the destination. The eagle will go wherever it wants and stop whenever it wants.
These days I can say that I am feeling like riding on the eagle’s wings. All I can do is to hang on to it’s wings, so fearful to let go of my hands. I can’t imagine sitting on the wings, because it most probable too dangerous to be sitting up on the wings. I am more incline to say that I am on prone holding on the wings; actually to be more accurate – I am more like hanging to me dear life at times. I guess the value comes from the rides on the wings and not arriving at the destination. Thus, God is interested in using the journey to sharpen and grow my characters and not the arriving itself.
