If I Were a Kite… Guest Post, Sunitha John

green kite flying on sky

Photo by Ammar Ahmed

 

With Christ holding me in spine and spar;

Grace, as a steady breeze, sails me far.

My tail, the Holy Spirit, cuts the air.

Grief reels me in from slice and tear.

My Perfect Maker holds the line.

Bridled by His voice calling me “Mine.”

I am His Joy and His Delight.

In loyalty, my soul takes flight.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.