The One who gave me wings
Doesn’t force me to fly.
My Instructor is always nearby.
Reminding me of my wings.
Walking beside me when I’m tired
He comforts me and tends my wounds,
Never leaving me alone in the dirt.
He also sends me
They too have wings
And are prone to the same frailties.
But at any given moment,
They become my inspiration.
I’ll remember for a lifetime.
Memories of others
The lessons they teach
Will forever be part
Of the new heights I reach.
With thanks to all those who have reminded me of my wings–and my responsibility to help others soar.
Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear (Ephesians 4:29, ESV).