Promise of Eagles (Swaziland)

I couldn’t sleep last night. I woke up every hour feeling like the Lord had something for me to hear. He was telling me to get up. Around 5:30am I finally peeled myself from my bed and went to sit on our rock over looking our amazingly perfect view.

As soon as I stepped out on the rock, I felt the presence of the Lord. I was instantly overwhelmed. Thankfulness. I was over overwhelmed with thankfulness. I started crying, praying, thanking the Lord for where he has brought me and where he has brought me from. The goodness of his presence and the gift of that beautiful view consumed my heart.

All of a sudden a little bird swooped over my head and started playing in the wind, flying high, almost out of my view. I felt my Father speak to me, “This bird is you. You are free. You are flying!” My goodness, I can’t even express how full my heart was at feeling such a tangible love and truth from my Father. I sat there just thanking him for what he has been doing in my life these past months.

As I was praying, I felt him, almost heard him, say, “Ask me.” He wanted me to ask him for what was in my heart. I was hesitant. Again I felt, “Ask me.” Finally, I responded to what the Lord was asking me to ask him. I thanked the Lord for the gift of seeing this bird and for him using it to speak truth over me. But I pointed out that the bird was alone. I prayed to my Father for someone, someday to fly with me. As soon as I asked, I heard him say, “Pray for him.” So I bowed my head and prayed out loud for my man, out there, somewhere, wherever he is.

After a while I opened my eyes and almost lost it. Sitting on the rock right in front of me were two giant eagles sitting next to each other, looking at the river. Seriously. I looked around to see if anyone else was seeing this. Anyone? I was still the only one around. Immediately, I felt the Lord speak to me again. He said that he is making me into an eagle. That he is making that man into an eagle too. That he is preparing both of us to fly together. Preparing us to fly to heights that only eagles can fly to. As I stared at these massive birds through my tears, I felt the promise of my Father wash over me.

Well, after a while of blinking and rubbing my eyes and making sure that this was real, I had to take a picture. I ran to my room to get my camera. When I came back to the rock the eagles were gone. I smiled, knowing that that beautiful picture was just a gift for me. As soon as I sat down again, I felt a rush of wind and the presence of my Lord. I looked up and a cluster of bright yellow birds soared over my head. They all played in the wind right in front of me. Again, tears. Again, I felt the Lord speak to me. “I am going to multiply the good that I am doing in your life. I am going to multiply your joy. Trust me.”

I will always remember the gift of my morning on the rock. I am still overwhelmed at the goodness of a Father giving his daughter such a beautiful morning and amazing promise.

I’m thankful for what he is doing in my life. For the peace of his presence. And for the promise of eagles.