I inherited several things when my father was arrested. His bible. A box of notes that I cannot possibly decipher in this lifetime. Plans for a house that will never be built. Pictures of people I know and will never know. And his eagles.
These majestic birds are my father’s favorite animal. I can hear him say, “But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. (Isaiah 40:31 KJV).
I grew up respecting the eagle. Not only was it his favorite animal, it was our nation’s bird. Respected. Honored. Revered.
I sort of had the impression that I was being trained to fly with the eagles.
So, what happened when I found myself burdened by a shame that was not mine to bear? Imprisoned by memories that chained my ability to soar?
I grew weary. Tired. Did not want to go further.
But as my father taught me…I waited upon the Lord. My strength was renewed.
I look up at these 2 birds. Reminders of someone I used to know. And I realize something.