Normally, on Mondays, I send out a One New Thing post. Instead of a post about that, I thought one about Tuesday would be appropriate!
I spent the weekend at a lodge where we frequently vacation. Sunday morning I woke up bright and early to go fishing. As I drank a quick cup of coffee the thought lingered in my mind for a bit that this was the last Sunday before the big Presidential Election and there would most-definitely be some great news programs today. Ready to get on the river, I skipped the programs and set off down the river. (technically we went up the river… and technically the kids took over the TV before I had a chance to watch the news.)
My mind drifted from fishing to the election and I prayed a quick prayer for our country. I tried to imagine what the news programs were discussing. After a few casts, I decided that I was better off reeling in a fish than letting my mind reel with what the sides were saying and doing. I pushed the thoughts of the election to the side and focused on the fish. (technically the lack of fish.)
The fishing was pretty lousy. We moved to several different locations and ventured farther downriver (OK – technically UPriver) than I had ever been while fishing. Then I saw it. A large bird preening himself majestically high in a tree. The white of his tail and head made him easy to spot. There is only one bird like that I know – the Eagle.
The boat slowed down as I fumbled my phone trying to take a picture. We turned around and doubled back ready to get more pictures. He flew off – soaring gracefully above us to the other side of the river. We followed and tried to get more pictures, but he was too high. Turning back on our original path, we kept going, but my thoughts were with the Eagle.
I’ve seen hundreds of birds on the river. One year we discovered some baby birds, took lots of photos, gave tours to our kids, and even named a tree after the baby birds we found nestled in the branches. (technically we didn’t discover them, it just felt that way!) This trip we noticed birds quite a bit because it’s dove hunting season and the river is an attraction for hunters as well as fishers. In all the birds I’ve seen, none come even close to the majesty of the Eagle.
The Eagle commands respect. He’s so large and powerful. The orange talons stand out against the white feathers. The Eagle perches on the branch as if he owns the branch, it was created to be a safe landing – just for him. The wing span is large yet graceful as he soars in strength so effortlessly. Watchful and careful, he stands guard against any foe.
What a beautiful picture of America.
All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.
Surely the nations are like a drop in a bucket; they are regarded as dust on the scales; he weighs the islands as though they were fine dust. Before him all the nations are as nothing they are regarded by him as worthless and less than nothing.
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Isaiah 40: 6b – 8, 15, 17, 28 – 31
The symbol of the Eagle will continue. No matter what the vote is for Tuesday, the Creator will be. He will not change. His word stands forever. He is our strength. If we trust in Him, we will soar.
I apologize for how small this picture is. If you study it (technically – grab a magnifying glass) under the words Take Off is an Eagle with his wings spread leaving his perch high in the tree.
Our fishing trip ended without a single fish on our hooks. The real catch was watching this magnificent creature soar. As it soared overhead, a peacefulness settled over me. We live in a great country. The Eagle is our reminder. May we keep him free so he can still soar.