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Come Fly With Me, Won’t You?

When I was a child I used to want to fly.

So much.

Sometimes I would even jump off my bed longing to fly

when no one was looking.

But every time I painfully hit the ground awakening to the fact that

that I didn’t have the ability to fly.

I’d watch the birds with perfect faith wing their way to skies overhead.

I even remember going to the huge airport in Kansas City at eight or nine

 and watching the big planes take off and land.

Deep within me was a hunger for higher.

For more than walking on land.

 Then there was the time I boarded a gigantic plane to fly to Russia

on a mission to adopt my baby girl.

High above the clouds we flew that night-

for it was in the black of the night that that plane took off.

Above all the ‘how in the world are you’ questions..

Above my own fears and doubts.

Yes, there way up high I surrendered my fears to the Lord.

Whatever your Will is, Lord. I accept it. Your Will; not mine.

And with that unspoken surrender there was peace.

An amazing peace.

Yes, He has always provided.

Has always made a way where there seems to be no way.

Teaching me to wing my prayers to Him

And to receive the answers.

Rising above the earthly weights that can all too easily ground us.

You know – ‘You just can’t do it’.

‘Give up’. ‘It won’t work’.

‘Never. Never’. ‘It’s just not been done that way before’.

Weights that limit our imagination

And destroy faith that soars high.

Today I wandered by the old playground.

The one where my daughters used to laugh and play

and swing high to the moon and back.

My eyes fell on the childhood plane.

The one that they used to ride high into the sky

 and fly to Maine or Florida or China.

It’s looking older these days but still there for children to fly.

I thought to myself “You too can still fly.”

“Yes, you can.”    And then I had a little conversation with myself.

“Where would you like to go?” I wondered.

I have no idea but deep within is still that longing to fly high-

To soar above the clouds.

To do what might even seem impossible to others

Because God loves to do what seems impossible to us.

Yes, He still calls us to soar high with Him.

To use those wings of faith and pray prayers that move mountains.

He whispers that more things are possible than we can even imagine.

Much more.

So lets stir our faith and blow that dust off those dreams.

And let’s open our hearts to possibilities.

What would you do if you could do it?

Think long and hard. Let that thought stay with you for awhile.

And so will I.

Let’s keep flying, my friends.

For the Lord of life loves to lift us out of the here and now,

ordinary living

and breathe new ideas, fresh dreams within us.

Listen and follow.

You can trust Him to lead you safely.

 

God, my shepherd!
    I don’t need a thing.
You have bedded me down in lush meadows,
    you find me quiet pools to drink from.
True to your word,
    you let me catch my breath
    and send me in the right direction. Ps. 23:2 Message

Doing The Impossible

“Come on up. You can do it.’

My brother looked down at me from high up in the tree.

I swallowed a lump in my throat.

Sure, I wanted like anything to climb that tree

so that I could look down at everything from on high

but

my fears were great and doubts loomed.

Like what if I fell.

My eyes followed the thick trunk up to where it branched.

Could I possibly pull myself up to there?

And then how would I ever know where to put my foot next?

No, tree climbing was not my thing

I, at six was much more comfortable staying on the ground playing with my dollies.

But

I looked up high again.

Way high and I saw my eight year old brother grinning down at me.

“Come on, silly. I’ll help you.”

Relief washed over me at those words.

If my brother helped me I had nothing to fear.

He’d been climbing that tree like a cat for weeks

and knew exactly what branch could hold his weight

and where to climb to go even higher.

Suddenly I heard the sound of scrambling

and watched as he lowered himself to just a little above me.

“Now ya just put your foot up here,” he pointed.

My fears were great

but my trust in my brother to help me was even greater.

So I stepped closer to the tree and began to climb it.

Slowly

one step at a time courage

refusing, absolutely refusing,  to look down

following the voice of my brother –coach.

Until  I reached the branch where he told me to sit

and I lowered my young body to a sitting position

and looked all around

and down.

“Wow” was all I could say. I couldn’t believe it.

It was beautiful up there so high in the sky.

That was the beginning for me of many climbs up that tree.

A coach takes you from where you are

to where you say you’d like to be.

A coach not only encourages but also gives you skills and tips on how to do it.

A coach sticks close by your side

cheering you on as you make progress.

Of course, the Master Coach is Jesus

Always by our side

Always directing our steps

And He has marvelously gifted a few people

to coach others

in moving forward in life.

Life is about moving forward.

So what tree have you been wanting to climb?

 

 

 

 

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When You’re Up Against A Struggle

When the storms of life surround us

and we start to give up …

There is One Who loves and reaches out to breathe life and whisper hope.

Just for us.

Again and again and again.

I’ve been there. Have you?

Years ago, yes many years ago,

my heart was crushed and broken in a zillion pieces. Some thought beyond repair.

I remember clearly one afternoon driving home alone.

My mind wandering in a million different directions; my spirit flat and lifeless.

I did not care. I could no longer feel.

Then suddenly I heard the sounds of music coming from the radio.

It grabbed my attention.

“When you’re up against a struggle that shatters all your dreams…”

Oh yes, my soul jumped in response as my eyes filled with tears.

The music filled the car at that moment and seeped into my painful heart.

I reached over and turned the knob

hungry to hear each word.

Clutching …

‘don’t let the faith you’re standing in seem to disappear.’

That was exactly what had happened.

My faith that I had rested on

that firm foundation I had built my life upon

SEEMED to have evaporated into thin air.

Confusion mixed with pain as I struggled and fought to go on.

Weariness and unanswered questions trapped me in defeat.

But suddenly as the words of that healing music

enfolded me

I knew a peace and a power

and a presence reminding me again

that the victory has been won. I was not alone.

Slowly  my faltering voice joined in song

mingled tears and faith

believing in what I knew but had been clouded in sorrow and deep despair.

One afternoon.

Driving home from work.

Defeat was changed to victory for me.

It might be a song or a simple blog. It might be the words of a friend or a passing stranger.

But listen for it. His Love keeps reaching and reaching to bring us back to Him.

Today.

Your day.

If you think you’re going under …

There is One Who reaches out to you breathing

HOPE.

Hope anchors the soul. Hebrew 6:19

A friend is someone who knows your song and sings it to you when you have forgotten it.     

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* Praise the Lord by Russ Taff