An eagle was soaring, high in the air…
I watched him in awe, and whispered a prayer.
Lord, make me strong and fly with such ease…
To follow the current and feel the cool breeze.
Keep me focused, to remember my goal…
Is spreading your word and helping lost souls.
Ones who are weary and tired of “religion.”
Who just need to know, that they’re loved and forgiven.
Help me show others…how they too, can fly.
By lifting their eyes and their prayers to the sky.
Let’s learn from the eagles, which don’t fly in flocks.
To simply draw strength from the “Son” and the “Rock.”
Valerie Rousseau



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