I’ve been thinking about wings….
I saw some random pigeons at the convention center recently.
I thought it was very sweet how the male strutted around the female.
He doubled in size when he puffed up his feathers for her.
The female pretended to ignore his efforts at first.
But eventually she came around.
Psalm 94: 14
He will cover you with His feathers and under His wings you will find refuge.
His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
Psalm 63: 7-8
Because You are my help, I sing in the shadow of Your wings.
My soul clings to You and Your right hand upholds me.
But for you who revere My Name
the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in His wings.
And you will go out and leap like calves released from the stall.
O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you,
How often I long to gather your children together,
as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing.
Under His wings, that is where I want to be.
There is a song with that title.
“I just want to be where you are”
Have a good week under His wings, Julia French