While writing (or I should say while attempting to write, mostly staring at a blank screen and wanting to fill it) I looked out our camper window and saw an eagle swoop down and attempt to catch a fish. Really, I did, it was amazing. I rarely see eagles, especially so close. Our camper sits about seventy-five feet from the shore.
Eagles are beautiful and awesome. Did you know when an eagle sees a storm he waits for it? From his perch he watches. He can see other animals running for shelter. He patiently waits. Darkening skies don’t dim his demeanor. Pelting rain won’t dampen his attitude. Increasing winds cannot blow him off course. He stares down the storm. With instinctive timing he takes to flight. Not away but toward the storm. Against wind and rain he turns adversary into ally. Using storm created updrafts he spreads his wings. He floats on energy created by the storm to heights that reach the heavens. Soon he is soaring with the angels, floating on the clouds, high above the storm.
I’m quite sure God did that on purpose - for us. Then, He wrote it down.
“They that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings as eagles, they shall run and not grow weary, they shall walk and not faint”. Is. 40:31
Remember though, the eagle missed the fish. He flopped rather clumsily for such a graceful creature, but only for a moment and he was in the air again. I watched as he performed a skydiving show. Up high and dry, down, splash, nothing. He did not catch a fish, as far as I could see, but he kept trying.
We’re like that eagle too. He made a big splash but came up with nothing. He tried and tried again. Each time empty handed (or empty talon.) Yet it made him no less an eagle. Still he flew.
Tonight, the weather report is flashing tornado warnings. I suppose our eagle is soaring high above the clouds and the misses of the day… I doubt even cross his mind.
What can I learn from the eagle?