We all want to be free, but what is true freedom? The poem came to me quickly one night during an online writing session with friends. The prompt was: She Flew. First, I began to write and did not lay down my pen until the poem was finished. That doesn’t happen very often, and I think I was as surprised as anyone else that it came so fast.
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Later in the post I’ll share the poem with hopes that you will be encouraged to look up with hope to the One who is the Way, the Truth and the Life. We find true freedom in Him.
Become Like Children
We all get tired and busy. It’s easy to forget that God delights in us and wants us to delight in Him. We keep ourselves so busy that we go from one thing to another and forget to be fully present in each moment. My desire is that we become as little children again to rediscover the childlike wonder and awe we once had.
So often we put chains on ourselves or allow others to do so, and we live such fixed and rigid lives that we forget how we were meant to live.
We forget to ask questions, slow down, sit outside, observe creation, to be quiet and listen.
Truly I tell you,” he said, “unless you turn and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.
Freedom in God
There is beauty all around us if we will just look for it. There is a freedom in being honest with ourselves, allowing ourselves grace, not being afraid of the hard things.
We serve an awesome God, who knows us better than we know ourselves. He is not afraid of our questions, and He desires our love and adoration.
Let’s seek to know God as fully as we can. By putting ourselves in His hands, instead of our own, we find more freedom and beauty in this journey of life. He breaks the chains that hold us back, and we are truly free.
Freedom to Fly
They said it was impossible, but she knew she could do it.
They said she must stay in her safe little box, but she felt trapped.
Then they said she would die if she stepped out of it, but she knew they were wrong.
They said she was not good enough, but she knew they were lying.
They did all they could to keep her down.
What could she do?
How could she make them understand?
“Why do we have wings if we were meant to stay in these little boxes?
What are you all afraid of?” she cried, “I cannot stay like this!”
They recoiled in horror upon hearing these questions.
How dare she doubt the way things have always been done!
Why was she so wild and untameable?
Slowly she stood up and
stretched out her wings
Oh, how good it felt to
open them to their widest span
Everyone gasped, but she
the edge of her box
Gazed into the sky
What a glorious sensation!
the wind blowing across her face,
the grace with which she flew across the sky.
It was exhilarating!
Making her way back she
saw the others still cowering
“Please,” she pleaded,
”This is what we were made for.
Come join me!”
Freedom, Comfort and Peace
Above all, with God’s help we can spread our wings and fly, continuing on our own unique journeys. Even when the hard times come, God will be with us through it all. He gives a comfort and peace we can’t manufacture on our own.
Peace I leave with you. My peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Don’t let your heart be troubled or fearful.
*The poem was first shared on my former blog in March of 2014. The post itself has been edited and changed to its present form.