Like a Lost Little Bird
A little bird flew into our house
And immediately lost its way
Windows confused its travel
And it stayed with us all day.
We tried to help it out
But our ceilings were so high
That we couldn’t capture it-
All it knew to do was fly…
We were there to help it
We wanted it to be free
We opened doors and windows
Hoping freedom it could see.
Finallly we went to bed
Leaving some water out just in case
That it would see it and drink
And at least its thirst erase…
When morning came, it was so tired
And struggled behind the blinds
So that I was able to reach down
And cradle it in these hands of mine.
It was so thankful when I took it outside
And set it on a pretty flower
Off it flew in a moment or two
And under its own wing power.
Sometimes I’m like that little bird
Flying into the unknown
Struggling when I get there
Weak and on my own…
Recognizing it is not the place
Where God wants me to be
I struggle against the forces
That don’t want me to be free.
When I finally realize
That I have no energy of my own
My relief finally comes
When I go to the Heavenly Throne
And ask God to rescue me,
To free me from the things that hold me down
Lift me up from the sea of fear and doubt
And not to let me drown…
I feel His hands reaching out to me
And I lift up my arms in praise
Praising Him will be my refrain
Until the ending of my days!
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