Poem: "Standing, Kneeling, Flying"

I was inspired this morning to write this. Its still rough, but I have been thinking about it. I hope it impacts those who read it.

Standing, Kneeling, Flying

I stand up,
and I fall.
I stand up,
and I fall.
I stand up,
and I fall,
and I cry.
I cry out against my circumstance
I cry out against cruel happenstance
I cry out against this awful dance
That I am caught up in without You.


I stand up, and I fall
on my knees.
I cry out again, cry out to You!
You raise me up again!
I am not standing now, I was kneeling but now
I am flying, soaring, lifted up
On wings like Eagle’s
On wings greater than Eagle’s
I am in your great chariot of fire: Your Love
Which sustains, protects, heals and supports
Love which brings more than my standing ever gave
Starting on my knees, I now fly!
All because of Your great Love.

I have been dealing with some things lately that are a matter of prayer. But through it all, I have found that a couple of things are still true. First, that doing things on my own usually (read: always) results in a fall. Second, God's plans and actions always succeed, and succeed far better than I could imagine--until I try to wrest control from Him. I am learning (or God is teaching) to let go more and more to remain in the Victory and power that Christ gives.