2018-09-03

Key Note, Joelle -  Devotional Essay

‘Her Wings’

Her folded wings glow blue. As the light reflects and stands in sight brightly, it  turns into a sound and is almost audible in the ear. What is it that is covered with wings? What is it that is enclosed and hidden in her body?  What is it that is so huge which is not even covered by the whole body?

When something is laid bare and revealed, I consider about the intentions that can not be hidden and soon the shadow takes over. The thick layers of many thoughts have stratified and shaped itself into wings. From that time on, fear intensifies my emotions under its wings. The excited and agitated feelings are heard in echo of breath. And it brings a deeper sigh. It is me who is bound up with fear and holding on to anxiety. The feeling of fear sticks out sharply and is watching me with fierce eyes. From the pride and arrogance, which can not even be tolerated by me, deceives me with the world and turns me into a solitary isolation.

There is no love under the wings of a mother bird. Instead of love and joy, peace, long suffering, gentleness, temperance, and meekness, there are only critical judgments full of arrogance. That is why the wings must open and shake off the dust piled up in the feather and set it right.

The wings that have grown to hide me must now become a stepping stone to bring myself to a higher place. All the times and people sacrificed by my vulnerability, and the wings I have formed before my Father no longer cause sharpness and coldness. The gliding and flapping wings soaring in the blue sky will shine in the eyes of everyone with the love and recovery of our Father God. Feathers filled with warmth are abundant. Eyes are gathered on the graceful wings.  And the only one in the world, he sees me. I look at my wings together.

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