On the wings of the evening I fly home. Sonic, grits, sweet potato fries and fellowship sitting full in my belly. I enter the in between.
Airports transport us out of time.
We wait, suspended, for hellos. We travel from one good-bye to another greeting with all our tears and hopes packed in a small carry on suitcase that can fit in the compartment above our heads. Elbows rub elbows with strangers who stare straight ahead. Shifting positions and eyes we are all looking deep inside our own heads.
We dream.
We run with all the force of a full throttle engine, leap into the night sky and let our dreams catch the currents of warm air. And in that space we are the Wright Brothers, throwing caution to the wind and daring to hope for the unexpected. That something we’ve prayed in the dark, quiet hours of home might be able to unfurl untested wings and soar.
I am learning not to be afraid of God-sized dreams.
Boarding pass in hand, I am ready to fly with Him.
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Glad you’re ready to take off for a new adventure…hope to run into you again soon!
I like this: “traveling from one goodbye to another greeting” – we can’t move on to something new until we’ve said goodbye.
(and I’m wondering about your opinion of grits…)
YES!! Me too!!!! Loved this post by Holley too…read it the other day!
“greeting with all our tears and hopes packed in a small carry on suitcase”
such a lovely visual
so true!
glad you had a good time!
I’m learning to believe in the power of the God sized dreams and the larger-than-life answers to half uttered prayers. Hi is able to do exceedingly great things!!
This was lovely, Lisa-Jo!
You + Holley + Sonic = One mighty fine time!
Can I come with you? My wings are ready to unfurl…
I am learning not to be afraid of God-sized dreams.
Boarding pass in hand, I am ready to fly with Him.
Oh this sounds like my life right now.
“I’m learning not to be afraid of God-sized dreams” Gulp. Me too : )