flying in the clouds above the Cathedral of Como by Claudia Dea Creative Commons 2.0
You big, bright, beautiful God,
this is my day for flying!
I reach out to the bigness of you.
I touch the brightness of you
and feel the beauty of you
in the centre of my living.
Today you bear me up, up,
past my doubts about both of us,
to the certainty of your love.
Today, God, I know you.
All those words I learned
are burnt up in your fire.
You are sun to my Icarus,
candle to my moth.
Today I fly
and am dissolved in you!
And if tomorrow I am grounded
by a weight of anxieties,
if my feet are heavy and there are clouds
between me and the sun,
them let me keep hold of the warm place in my heart
reminding me that today I flew
and was kissed by God.
Joy Cowley, New Zealand author and retreat facilitator
but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.