Grace for Evolution
I’m standing on the mountaintop of transformation,
And I hear Father say “Higher…come higher.”
But the mountains are no longer.
The land mass stretches no further…
Just the vastness of the sky.
I only see eagles as they soar by.
The only way higher is not with the strength of my legs,
But by the wings of something not human.
How can He say “Higher” when my current state is limited?
How?!
I look down and there is a cocoon open waiting for me to get in it.
Could it be? Could the impossible be this simple?
I’m taking a step of faith and surrender my human temple.
Inside this cocoon…it’s dark and I feel the voidness
Yet, I feel the light burning creating a new wholeness.
His divine grace meets my biological restrictions
He is here to assist me in this divine morphogenesis!
The legs I once stood on for strength and power diminishes in size and shape.
They will no longer be responsible for my journey to my fate.
But they are still needed…only for stability and a walking gait.
My arms begin to stretch in length…
My hands and fingers retract inward until they no longer exist.
My arms curve and bend into the shape of a wing.
Father, I can’t believe it…I no longer feel like a human being.
As tears fall down my skin, my eyes shift into a new range and perception
I can see through this cocoon with such vivid resolution
I feel myself shrinking and developing new skin
That continues to grow outward into feathers long and broad
I feel different but the light still burns inside me hard!
My heart beats different.
It desires something new and no longer of the old
It beats and longs for things I’ve never been told!
I move in this cocoon not as human but a winged thing
I’m ready to break out and live life unseen.
My feathered body grows and stretches, breaking my birthing place
I push through and see this new body that’s only possible by His grace.
I hear “Higher”
You see…He had to make me lighter
He had to morph me into something with a different power.
I stretch my wings wide and I’m ready to soar higher.
The winds of revelation begin to lift and guide me
Until my new wings flap and move with familiarity.
The rhythm and sequence of flight quickly becomes like walking.
I am moving and soaring further and higher with the other birds flocking.
This feeling of flying brings back memories from a past time in my being.
I see flashes and glimpses of a life in my early beginnings.
It’s like I was here in this place that is unknown to the living.
The light hits my eyes and its’ brightness brings back clear remembrance.
Now, I know…this is the place I started my very own existence.
And I had four friends and the wellspring of light was my place destined.
My four friends…Love, Peace, Hope, and Joy
Yes! I remember them! We dwelled continually in God’s limitless glory.
Oh, God! Where are my friends?
I must find them, so we can return to our wellspring flow,
Where wholeness can be mine and for the world to know.
Lead me, Father…just tell me where and I will obediently go.
psalmerjoy.org 