The cliff face stood quite cold and bleak,
With rain splattered moss, bright green.
A windswept ledge was evident
As yet no sun was seen.
And perched upon this ledge so high,
Pressed hard against its side
Was an eagle resting patiently
Waiting for a thermal ride.
The lesson learnt when just a chick
Was wait for the sunrise.
This way the flight is effortless
To rise up in the skies.
It sometimes meant it couldn’t go
Just where and when it pleased.
Patience and understanding
Was the key to a life of ease.
For with the sun high in the sky
This bird knew it could soar
Without the need to struggle,
The need to flap, no more.
With wings outstretched
The thermals did the work
It came as second nature
This waiting had a perk.
The Bible teaches us
In words so plain and true
If we would know His strength
Then this we too must do.
To wait, and rest and keep our eye
Just where the Son turns up
That way we quickly learn to walk
Or run, and never drop.
For those who wait upon the Lord
Shall renew their strength each day,
They will not faint or tire
If they let Him have His way.
So if you want to soar like eagles
The secret is not great.
If the Spirit is not moving you
Then simply wait, and wait.