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The Geese fly over head, speaking words of encouragement to one another.  Noticing how majestic their formation remains as the winds beat against their path, I marvel at their unity.  They have one purpose, yet does any one of them know the destination of sleep tonight?  I consider their strength as they push through what cannot be seen to arrive at a place unknown.  Their muscles are steel chords, flexing wings of vapor.  How majestic is the Lord’s creation!  How much more has He in store for those who He has set apart to worship Him forever? 

He has shown us what is good, and what is to be desired.  Speak kind words of encouragement to one another as you travel to the marks along your path.  We speak the language foreign to the world.  Love one another with a unity born of Heaven.  We have One Lord and One purpose; that we might learn to please Him in this place of testing.  Those who are called “out” will mount up on wings as eagles (or geese, house wrens, hawks, bats, bugs or whatever you chose to be compared to. . .).   Where was I?  Oh yea. . .  “Bugs?”  At least rats and slugs don’t have wings.  Thank you Lord!  I’d rather not be compared to a rat or a slug.  Certainly not by You.

By His Grace.