May 15, 2011 by Heather Harris
It’s funny how such a tiny word can be such a huge inspiration. There is such freedom, such space, such refreshingly cold, oxygenated air ballooning into my lungs at the very sight, sound, and/or thought of it. It summons hope and courage. It digs it out of the farthest, deepest nooks and corners of ourselves and reminds us that there is a future. It reminds us that we need to ready ourselves to breathe in every glorious second of it with wisdom and understanding.
Lord, give me wings.