To be able to fly wherever I wanted to go. To be able to see mountains of clouds as I pass by without need of riding an airplane. Imagine such a freedom. Imagine touching the face of the sky with your bare hands. Imagine looking back and seeing the world busily preparing for a brand new day. You don’t need wings. You don’t even need a broomstick. All you know is that you can fly – heaven!
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2 replies on “Flying”
A wonderful reminder of our personal power and the promise of heaven.
Hi Alex! Nice to see you here. I’ve always been a fan of The Bridgemaker. Welcome to this part of my heaven. 😉