Feathers

I like feathers.

I like watching birds.

I’m a little allergic to down pillows and comforters,

but I still like feathers.

“He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings.” Psalm 91: 4a

I think of times when God hides me in the shadow of his wings.

In those moments I imagine nestling into His soft feathers. 

“His faithful promises are your armor and protection.” V4b

These soft feathers of His promises, like the unchangeable character of the Living God, 

are also impenetrable. 

Knowing I am safe in His promises, 

gives me courage to fly. 

With my imagination soaring on the currents of the Holy Spirit,

there is freedom to move, see and . . . create.

The landing is gentle,

like the feather on the flower.