Inspired by Deuteronomy 32:11-12 “As an eagle stirreth up her nest, fluttereth over her young, spreadeth abroad her wings, taketh them, beareth them on her wings: So the Lord alone did lead him, and there was no strange god with him.”
There was a day
when the nest no longer felt like rest—
when stillness began to shift beneath me,
twigs loosening,
edges no longer holding
the way they once did.
I thought something was wrong.
But above me—
a shadow moved, not distant,
but circling close,
close enough to feel without seeing,
like a presence pressing gently
against the air.
A stirring.
Not of chaos—
but of intention.
The place that once cradled me
began to release me,
as if it knew something
I did not.
And suddenly—
space.
Too wide.
Too open.
Too quiet beneath my feet.
I fell.
Or so I thought.
Because just beneath the fear—
just beneath the breath
I had not yet taken—
there was a strength
I had never learned,
a rising
I had never practiced,
a lifting
that was not my own.
Wings.
Not mine—
but carrying me
as if I had always belonged there.
The air held me differently now.
Not as something to fear,
but as something prepared.
And the One above—
who stirred what I called safety—
was the very One beneath me,
holding what I called falling.
No divided voice.
No second hand.
No strange presence in the wind.
Just Him.
Leading…
not by keeping me still,
but by teaching me
how to rise
on what once felt like loss.
And I began to understand—
the nest was never the promise.
The wings were.
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