today I was jogging in the park along the river. (jogging slowly)
I came upon the stone pillar in the middle of the lawn that marks the name of the park, and a huge redtail hawk was perched on it....we were eye to eye, about five feet apart. The hawk calmly watched me as I ran by...and then I stopped and turned around to gaze at its wild beauty until it flew off in majestic glory, soaring over the river, circling back, and landing in a tree, with another gorgeous redtail.
Hawks are fierce, strong, a little scary sometimes, but for me, a symbol of the Holy Spirit...I need that wild fierce presence of God filling me and with me for the living of these days.
Amen.
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Wild and fierce...I like that image...it seems to soar out the word...free/freedom.
I see two hawks in a tree along the path of my dog walk...not sure if they are red tail, may be too small...possibly Harris...but so awesome! And I occasionally have a Coopers Hawk fly through my yard looking for breakfast at the bird feeder - you should see and hear the birds disappear when that bird comes round!
awesome!
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