#21 - Wounded Eagle
I wrote this poem the day after an evening of heartache. It has been an inspiration to me in times of pain. I have especially appreciated the lines “Come see the wounded eagle—God gives him strength to fly!”
Wounded Eagle
I know I’m wounded badly,
But I’m still flying high;
I can’t turn back, I know—
My home is in the sky.
If pain has called my name
I’ll take it in the clouds;
It tries to pull me down,
But I will not be cowed—
And when the people see
I hope to hear them cry:
“Come see the wounded eagle—
God gives him strength to fly!”
I know I’m wounded badly,
But I’m still flying high;
There’s strength for those who hope:
God’s with me in the sky.
Wounded Eagle
I know I’m wounded badly,
But I’m still flying high;
I can’t turn back, I know—
My home is in the sky.
If pain has called my name
I’ll take it in the clouds;
It tries to pull me down,
But I will not be cowed—
And when the people see
I hope to hear them cry:
“Come see the wounded eagle—
God gives him strength to fly!”
I know I’m wounded badly,
But I’m still flying high;
There’s strength for those who hope:
God’s with me in the sky.
posted by Benjamin Graber | 8:09 AM
4 Comments:
I like that one alot! The lines you pointed out- "Come see the wounded eagle- God gives him strength to fly" are a great reminder- in our weakness, He is strong. Reminds me of a story I read once, that went something along these lines....On judgment day, everyone had a quilt that represented their lives. They showed this to the King of kings. All of them were beautiful, made of brilliant colors- except one. This woman's quilt was tattered, and worn, representing the many trials, difficulties and heart-aches of her life. She was ashamed to show it, after seeing all the other quilts. But when she held it up, it was the most brilliant of all- because of all the tatters, the light of Christ could shine through. It was something like that...
~Brianna
She was ashamed to show it, after seeing all the other quilts. But when she held it up, it was the most brilliant of all- because of all the tatters, the light of Christ could shine through.
Wow, that is so beautiful... Thank you, that is such an encouragement.
There’s strength for those who hope:
God’s with me in the sky.
That's so true. One thing I've always feared is that my closest friends might lose hope and give up, forget that God is with them even when they hurt. Sometimes it's so hard to see that God is with you and upholding you when life keeps throwing hurt after hurt across your path, but God is still there, always, just as He promised. In Him alone do we draw our strength.
Sometimes it's so hard to see that God is with you and upholding you when life keeps throwing hurt after hurt across your path, but God is still there, always, just as He promised.
Yes, He's always there. Sometimes we can't see Him, but if we reach out in faith we can feel Him at our side.
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