As I saw this Hawk today close enough to touch, I couldn’t help but think of how majestic he was. I was reminded of Gods marvelous creation. How effortlessly the hawk soars and how he spreads his wings towards the sun. To see a hawk in flight is a beautiful spectacle. Their wings are truly radiant, and they fly with such ease and grace.
In Job 39:26 it says: “Does the hawk fly by your wisdom, and spread it’s wings toward the south?” (This is God challenging Job, reminding Job of just who He is, and that Job is not God, that Job himself isn’t capable of such creation and infinite rule over this Earth and all of its creation)
Clearly in this passage of scripture there is some significance in the hawks wings toward the south. So, as I did some research, I found out that when a bird is going to shed it’s feathers, as it has to do from time to time, to be capable of flying so marvelously, it has to stay toward the sun. ( Hence their need to fly south for the winter) It will shed thousands of feathers at one time, and will need to be toward the sun to stay warm. During this process, the bird loses the same weight of feathers on each side of his body, so that his weight remains evenly disbursed. (YALL! HOW COOL IS THAT??? God is so incredible that He makes sure that the bird isn’t lopsided and can still fly??) If a bird were to forgo this process of turning toward the sun, it would lose its heat source and become earthbound, eventually dying.
I believe the significance in this, is our own shedding of feathers. When we turn towards the Son, and shed our sin, shame, guilt, lies, pain, heartache, betrayal, etc. we too become new, and are then able to take flight. If we were to keep our old feathers, and become of this world, it too, will eventually kill us.
I’m thankful for Gods infinite wisdom. That He gives me the courage and the ability to figuratively spread my wings, and let go of all the feathers that have kept me earthbound. I’m thankful for a Heavenly Father who not only allows me to shed those feathers of my sinful past, but places the wind beneath me to soar high and gracefully. There truly is beauty in grace.


It is time to shed lots of old feathers. All things new, sister!
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