📖 “But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles…”
Isaiah 40:31
I came across this image today — an eagle in full, commanding flight… with a crow perched on its back.
At first, it felt absurd. A crow? Riding an eagle? Pecking at its neck like a child trying to annoy a lion. Yet the eagle didn’t thrash. Didn’t twist mid-air to retaliate. It didn’t even flinch. It just kept soaring higher.
Higher and higher… until the crow, breathless from the altitude, had no choice but to let go.
Isn’t that exactly how we’re called to live?🤔
📖 “But those who wait on the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles…” — Isaiah 40:31 (NKJV)
I’ve been pecked at lately — not by crows, but by words, expectations, inner critics, and yes… even some people I’ve tried to love well. The noise of it all can be deafening. And it’s tempting, oh so tempting, to turn around and fight, to explain, to defend, to correct.
But I hear Holy Spirit whisper: You were never meant to wrestle with crows. You were meant to rise.
Sometimes elevation is our best answer. Not to be aloof. Not to escape. But because when we lift our eyes, when we set our minds on things above (Colossians 3:2), the air gets clearer. The noise grows faint. And we begin to breathe in truth again.
We don’t have to engage every accusation. We don’t have to descend into arguments or try to prove our worth. The crow cannot survive the heights God is calling us to. The more we rise — in faith, in peace, in trust — the more the voices that don’t belong to us fall away.
📖 “The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still.” — Exodus 14:14 (NIV)
🪶 So I choose today to stop flapping… and start soaring. I will not be brought down by what was never meant to ride on my back. I will keep rising — not because I’m strong, but because His strength carries me. Because the wind beneath my wings is not my own effort, but His Spirit lifting me.
Because that’s who I am:
Not a fighter of crows, but a daughter of the skies.
Not called to wrestle, but to rise.
Reflection:
Who or what are the “crows” in your current season — the voices, pressures, or patterns that keep pecking at your peace? 🤔
What would it look like to stop flapping and start soaring? Where is God inviting you to rise instead of react? 🤔
Have you ever experienced a time where choosing elevation over engagement brought clarity or a breakthrough? What shifted in you? 🤔
Which of your core values — like Courage, Faith, or Integrity — is being strengthened through this resistance? 🤔
How does remembering “the crow can’t survive the altitude” change your perspective on current challenges or opposition? 🤔
Take some time to journal honestly. Let the presence of Holy Spirit illuminate what you’re learning in this moment of ascent.
Life Application:
Affirmation:
Creative Prompt:
Paint or sketch what it feels like to rise above the noise — perhaps feathers lifting in the wind, or a mountain peak above the clouds. Or write about the "crows" that have tried to ride on your back — then name the higher truths God is calling you to soar into.
Closing Prayer:
Jesus, teach me to rise.
When others misunderstand me, help me resist the urge to fight back.
Lift me above the noise, above the need to be seen or defended.
Let me breathe in Your truth — not the accusations.
Make me like the eagle: still, strong, surrendered to the winds of Heaven.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen.
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