Joyriding Birds

Three small figures off in the distance thrilling to their wings, their joy never lessening. They dip, they soar, then they climb back up to get some more. Thrilling to life joyfully exuberant have as fun a time as most humans only dream of. God, make me like those birds who thrill to life like an author thrills to words. Dipping, floating, climbing, soaring. Help me trust you like wings are trusted by birds. Lord God, what I write now is just words! I want to live like those birds, Soaring on your Word.