I’m not sure if you noticed the soaring birds from yesterday’s post were actually the not-so-graceful-looking pelican. Not what you’d expect for a photo of a soaring bird. The reason I chose to use the pelican is because God has been speaking to me through this odd bird all summer. It sounds strange, I know. He could have used an eagle, hawk or even a sparrow. But no, he chose to use a pelican.
At the beginning of the summer I was having a bad day. I was feeling down, discouraged, disconnected from God. More than anything I just wanted to hear from him, to know that he was still there, still speaking to me. So I took an afternoon, drove out of the city to a nearby town and sat by the river waiting for the Lord.
As I waited I noticed a group of pelicans hanging out across the river. There were about a dozen of the funny-looking, pouch-beaked birds floating around in the sun. A few of them took off above the rest and flew up, up, up, into the true blue sky and began to ride the wind. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. The somewhat fat, funny looking bird soared in huge circles above my head, as though weightless. And then God spoke:
“Heather, I want you to soar”
It caught me off gaurd, but as I watched the birds playing in the breeze, the truth landed in my heart. So often I strive when God had created me to soar.
The next week I was at the cabin with my family, about to go speak at my first Camp of the summer and what did I see but a group of pelicans flying in a perfect V directly over the cabin. The crazy thing is that I’ve never seen a pelican at our lake before. Another reminder…
“Don’t strive. Soar on the wind of my Spirit”
Well would you believe that when I got out to Camp Arnes this week I saw another soaring pelican? It flew right over the cabin I’m staying in, reminding me once again of the power of Holy Spirit to carry me through any challenge.
But the biggest surprise came today when I “googled” the pelican and found this amazing bit of information:
“In medieval Europe, the pelican was thought to be particularly attentive to her young, to the point of providing her own blood when no other food was available. As a result, the pelican became a symbol of the Passion of Jesus.“
All along I was thinking the pelican was just a reminder for me not to try so hard and to trust in the power of the Spirit. But really, it’s been so much more! It’s been a reminder of Jesus! My best friend, the lover of my soul, the one who goes with me wherever I go! The one who gave his own lifeblood for me so that one day I can see Him face to face!
When we wait on the Lord and watch and listen – he speaks. What has God been using to speak to you? Are you paying attention? It could be that he’s speaking straight from the over-grown beak of a pelican.0