Time for bed... but an indredible day in the lord..
I leave you with this, due to the Eagle metaphor in the bible.. which you know I love..
High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds
- and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of
- wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence.
Hov'ring there I've chased the shouting wind along,
and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, or even eagle flew -
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
___I love my father, hes such a cool guy___
Nite all.. tomorrow is another day.. probably... Maranatha..