Find Your Wings

There's a Christian song that brings a tear to my eye almost everytime I hear it. It's "Find Your Wings", by Mark Harris. The lyrics are beautiful...

"It's only for a moment you are mine to hold 

The plans that heaven has for you
Will all too soon unfold 

So many different prayers I'll pray
For all that you might do
But most of all I'll want to know
You're walking in the truth 

And If I never told you
I want you to know
As I watch you grow

I pray that God would fill your heart with dreams
And that faith gives you the courage
To dare to do great things
I'm here for you whatever this life brings
So let my love give you roots
And help you find your wings

May passion be the wind
That leads you through your days
And may conviction keep you strong
Guide you on your way
May there be many moments
That make your life so sweet..."

It's absolutely beautiful. I look into the eyes of my growing children, and I am overwhelmed with love for them. There are so many times I fail as a parent, but if I teach them nothin else in this life...I hope I have taught them that God is bigger. He is bigger than our struggles. He is bigger than our failures. He is bigger than our victories. He is bigger.  As my own personal parental and sibling relationships are a struggle (one has been nonexistent most of my life), I wish, now more than ever, that my little family and I always feel THIS love. My sons and my daughter have changed me. They have made me better. They have shown me life and love I never knew. I love them with a love so so deep and my desire for them is, just as the song said...that they walk in truth, that God fills their heart, that they dare to do great things and that faith gives them courage and conviction keeps them strong. And above all that, I pray that the love from Chris and I give them roots. Roots that bind them to God, to us, and to one another. 

There are times, in my life, that I have wondered why I am so different. Why am I different from all of those in my immediate family? Why have those relationships with my siblings, the ones who fill my childhood memories, all but dissolved? Why do I not fit? Why am I the only one who seems to care?...and then I look into the eyes of my wonderful husband and three beautiful children and I realize, THEY are why. They are why I am different. God made me Chris' wife and He made me those children's mother, and that is why I am different. Perfect? No. Always right? No. But different? Yes.

Everyday, I try so hard, in my inadequate, spiritually immature ways, to help these little people ground their heart in truth and give them roots of love and somehow help them find their wings, to do amazing things...and today, after recieving this quote from a dear someone, "when God pushes you to the edge of difficulty, trust him fully, because either of two things will happen, either He will catch you when you fall or He will teach you how to fly", I realized that just as I desire to do for my children, God does for us. He WILL catch us and He WILL teach us to fly! What a beautiful concept! And today, I  am deciding to fly, not fall. Just as we want our children to trust us, we too must trust Our Lord. He is faithful and good. And He has grounded us in truth, given us the strongest roots, and wings that can withstand the fiercest storm. So today, let's fly. He has taught us to fly.