This word was spoken over me, and I treasure its truth. As the prophet looked at me, she noticed the pattern on my top resembled an eagle’s wings. Immediately, she declared that I would rise up on eagle’s wings, just as the Lord has promised in His Word. It was a reminder that where life, people, and even the enemy tried to clip my wings, the Father is now restoring strength, freedom, and joy.

The prophecy spoke of the Haast Eagle, once the largest eagle in the world and unique to New Zealand. This image carried a prophetic weight — a reminder of the unique strength God has placed within me, far greater than I have imagined. Where my wings felt clipped and limited, He is calling me to extend them again to their full length, to fly unhindered in the freedom of His Spirit.

The word also broke off condemnation, shame, and the sting of sideways glances or jealous remarks that came when I danced or expressed my love for Him. Instead, the Father’s voice resounds: You are My little girl dancing before Me, and I delight in you. Like parents and grandparents delighting in a child’s performance, so He delights in my worship — not with criticism, but with joy.

This is His invitation: to live in playfulness, purity, and freedom. To rise, to dance, and to create without fear. To remember that my wings were never truly broken — only waiting for the moment of healing when I would soar again.

As I listened to the words spoken over me this morning, I felt the Father’s love wrapping gently around my soul. It was as if the Holy Spirit Himself brushed back the heaviness that has long tried to clip my wings. There was a tender invitation — to stretch them wide again, to dance without fear, to love without hesitation.

The picture of wings unfolded before me — not fragile, broken feathers, but eagle’s wings, strong and unafraid of the heights. New Zealand once carried the largest eagle in the world, the Haast Eagle, and I believe the Lord was reminding me of the unique strength He has placed within me. Where the enemy tried to silence, limit, or shame, God is renewing courage, creativity, and joy.

He delights in me as His little girl twirling before her Daddy. Not judged, not compared, but cherished. There is such freedom in remembering that my worship, whether in dance, paint, or words, is a gift He treasures. The sideways glances and critical comments of others no longer hold weight here. His love is louder.

Today, I choose to extend my wings again — to fly in His freedom, to dance in His joy, to rest in His delight. I choose to believe that where the enemy clipped, the Lord has healed, and where there was heaviness, He brings playfulness.

💡Reflection:

• When have I felt as though my wings were “clipped” — limited in expressing love, creativity, or freedom in Christ?🤔

• What emotions arise in me when I hear the Father’s words, “You can extend your wings once again to the full length”?🤔

• How do I experience God’s delight when I dance, create, or worship? Do I believe He truly enjoys me?🤔

• What looks, comments, or judgments from others have caused me to feel ashamed of my freedom in worship? Am I willing to forgive and release those people?🤔

• The Haast Eagle, once the largest eagle in the world, symbolises unique strength. What unique strengths or gifts has God placed in me that I may have overlooked or undervalued?🤔

• How might childlike playfulness and purity become a greater part of my relationship with God?🤔

• Where is the Holy Spirit inviting me to rise higher, to take risks in faith, or to extend my wings in this season?🤔

🙌Prayer:

Father, thank You for healing the clipped places of my wings and calling me to soar once more and for calling me Your beloved daughter.. Thank You that You delight in me as as I dance, create, and worship. Thank you for the freedom to dance, paint, and worship before You. Let my life be a testimony of childlike freedom in Your love, breaking atmospheres open with Your presence.

In Jesus’ Name, Amen.