Wednesday Festival: The Lone Wild Bird

Today's Festival post is by Songbird, who is seeking her next pastoral call. Many, many of our number are likewise praying and searching for new positions, or have recently made a transition of this sort. Our prayers are with you all.

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The lone, wild bird in lofty flight
is still with you, nor leaves your sight.
And I am yours! I rest in you,
Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too.

I'm typing this in the evening, knowing that in the morning, early, I go to the airport, flying away for an interview.

I never imagined myself doing that.

As I embark on another leg of this discernment journey, I put my trust in the Great Spirit, though I know his bird is neither lone nor wild.

The ends of earth are in your hand,
the sea's dark deep and far off land.
And I am yours! I rest in you,
Great Spirit, come, rest in me, too.

I'm not going to the end of the earth, but I am going to the outside edge of the geographic area I considered, and then considered not, and then accidentally ended up considering again.

Each secret thought is known to you,
the path I walk my whole life through;
my days, my deeds, my hopes, my fears,
my deepest joys, my silent tears.

I'm a bit in love with one church and fascinated by another and for some there are no words just yet other than "hope" or "maybe" or "I wonder how they really feel about me?."

I trust this will all become clearer with each conversation, for I know that tonight I said no to some in my mind and must act on it when I return from my trip.

Great Spirit, you know my heart and my mind. Guide me, please, as I rest in you.
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"The Lone, Wild Bird" was written by Henry Richard McFayden (1877-1964)

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