Thursday, February 5, 2009

a lesson on flying. . .

I have been in such a strange place about posting to my blog for so long. I don't think I am ready to put it into words what I have been going though, fighting, experiencing, learning about myself and about deep desires of my heart. BUT, I didn't think that I could honestly have a blog about being a bird who is truly learning to fly without posting a link to a lesson on flying that was recently written by a sister fledgling who continues to inspire. . .She wrote to me a couple weeks ago and sent this photo she had just taken. The whole of it seems to have drawn itself somewhere deep inside of me with a sharp needle. I can see so much of me in the image that it is almost too much to bear. . .but, at the same time, I can't seem to take my eyes off of her.
Please take a moment, if you haven't already, to read
her entire post entitled:
Thank you so much, Melody.
Posted by Jodi Miller on 2/05/2009

1 comments:

Sherry said...

I always check your bogs--many times with disappointment--but I was blessed by your bog and it's link to Melody.
It helped me to recall that after being grounded for years I have been soaring--I forgot due to infections and fevers.
As I read this I was listening to the old, old hymn-Balm in Gilead--

Chorus: There is a balm in Gilead,
to make the wounded whole,
there is a balm in Gilead,
to heal the sinsick soul.

1. Sometimes I feel discouraged,
and think my work's in vain
but then the Holy Spirit
revives my soul again.

2. If you cannot preach like Peter,
if you cannot preach like Paul,
you can tell the love of Jesus,
and say, "He died for all."

3. Don't ever feel discouraged,
for Jesus is your friend;
and if you lack for knowledge
he'll ne'er refuse to lend.

Today, I needed to connect with you and Melody.

Aunt Sherry

February 7, 2009 7:58 PM

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