(Written January 29, 2010)
Children Flying Free
Running after the dove, hoping it escapes from the owl,
They laugh in glee,
We smile, remembering our own childhoods,
Oh Holy Spirit, transformed into a dove,
Teach us to fly
We still have our childhood dream of escaping gravity
Of flying into the very Face of Our Father God in Heaven
Perhaps Adam and Eve flew with Him and
That racial memory gives all of us that longing to fly.
Although caution has made us all fearful of falling from a high height,
If we had wings to fly wouldn't we all leap into the air in childlike glee?
Rejoicing in our freedom,
Longing to catch a forbidden glimpse of Heaven,
Mounting higher and higher,
It is still veiled from our sight,
Adam and Eve's trespass forbidding us from seeing Heaven or Father God,
We can't see either one and live.
Still how we enjoy our newfound freedom to soar,
As high as any eagle,
What sweet delight it is!
By Kerri Wickhorst,
Through God's Blessing,
And For His Glory Alone.