I get a feeling of grief inside my stomach, everytime aneagle flies above me. Something aboutit's grace, makes me want to soar right along side him, but I know that I can't, for I have no wings. Theeagle saw my pained expression, for one day, he flew right down to me, and asked. "Why are you so sad?" I replied."Because I want to fly with you, but I have no wings." He laughed. "Is that so?" Then he leaned in secretly. "Well, I have always wanted walk, but I have short legs, and I wobble." He sighed. "Flapping my wing's gets oh so tiring." I stared at him in disbelief. "But flying would be amazing! You could soar over roofs of houses, and no chain can hold you. You're free." "Roofs become boring and I've always wanted to go inside a building. I'm sure it would beso ornate, Id never get bored." He flapped his wings irritably. I shuffled my feet. "You really think so?" I had asked him. "Of course." Then he said. "I would give anything to see the sky from a window, the light reflecting through the glass. It would be so beautiful." As we said goodbye, and I went back inside, and I saw for the breifest second, the light reflect off the window and form a rainbow around the room. The eagle had been right. It was very beautiful.
God always taught me to leave proof of a promise I made. The rainbow is proof of God's promise that he will never destroy the earth again...(with a flood ,that is.) The cross is proof of God's promise that Jesus rid us of sin. The bible is proof of God's promise that he loves us. My boyfriend promised he'd never let me cry...but he didn't leave proof of this promise, and now I wish I had listened to God.
I pretend to be strong, when in reality, I am dying inside. But I have to be strong, for my family...at least, that's what I tell myself. If I am not strong for them then who will be?
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