I walked in the cool of the morning.
A large hawk flew in the sky overhead like a shadow contrasting with the white puffy sky above. And just as he flew directly above me, he began to soar. The wind sustained his altitude and he lingered there before a gust of wind carried him away.
I wondered, Can I be content to just be carried and to soar?
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 40:31
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