“The moment you doubt whether you can fly, you cease forever to be able to do it.” ~Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie
When I was three, I spent an entire summer trying to fly, and I was sure that I could. Everyday I climbed atop my dog’s house, 3 or 4 feet off the ground, and I would close my eyes. I would feel the wind under my arms, my body, and imagine lifting off the ground in flight. I would jump with full expectation of lifting and staying off the ground, each time I tried. I had, and still have, dreams of flying, wonderful dreams of weightless joy.
And I will fly one day, of that I have no doubt. I will fly with the angels, in the Heavens in the place that Jesus has prepared for me. No doubts, no weight, no sorrow, only effortless joy and praise.
My prayer is that God will continue to help me fly while I’m on this earth as well. That He will give me the strength to mount up with wings of eagles as I look into His wonderful face.