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TRUST JESUS TODAY
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I wake every morning
To this nest that I love.
I truly love the softness around me.
It was made specifically
For my brothers and me.
For me, it is more than enough.
My brothers poke at me often.
"You must leave this nest."
I laugh at such a thought.
Just how and why would I leave?
The answer is always the same.
They constantly speak of it
And it's glory and splendor.
I have called to the wind
That it might show it's face.
My eyes have not seen it.
How then could I trust it?
If the wind is there
It has no interest in me.
I know in my heart that
There is no wind.
I cannot fly.
I will not try.
From the comfort of the nest I love,
I see the beautiful sky above me.
Why so wide and so great
If not for us to explore and enjoy?
This nest cannot be all there is.
There must be so much more than this.
I stand at the precipice,
Viewing the chasm before me.
So constricted by fear and doubt.
I stretch out my wings,
Such delicate things,
My faith in them all but a drought.
They say I can fly.
I will surely die.
It’s entirely too… high.
They say that the wind will sustain me.
All I have to do is believe.
Can I trust? Yes, I must.
I slowly breathe in and stretch my wings...
Release! And panic.
I'm falling! Where is the...
Yes, I feel the push of it beneath me,
Supporting my glide after all.
It comes and it goes but somehow I know
That it will not allow me to fall.
I'm begging for more!
I'm learning to soar!
I've fallen in love with the wind, now my savior.
My disbelief I publically rescind.
And, the role I have chosen
Is to call to the frozen
Who, like me, had no faith in the wind.
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