I remember when I first started writing this song… It was 2020 and we were in the middle of Covid. A friend and I banded together to try to salvage what would have been a challenging educational year for our kids. We were doing a homeschool unit on birds and she was taking a turn with the kids. I locked myself into the piano room at the church where we were meeting and this song arose from within me. It’s mostly straight scripture.
That was a hard season of life and I never ended up finishing the song. However, I was reminded of it as I drove up to St. Francis Springs today for a much needed break. I finished the song tonight in the outdoor chapel. I share this with you because it feels like an important proclamation of truth: You, my love, will rise. You will soar on wings of eagles. You matter to God. I matter to God. We are on this road together and Jesus is walking with us, even though we don’t always perceive His presence. May we look back on this time and say, “Were not our hearts burning within us?”
You, My Son, Will Rise
Look at the birds of the air
They have no storeroom or barn
Yet your Heavenly Father feeds them
Yes, your Heavenly Father feeds them
Consider the lilies in the field
Opening to the sun above
Clothed in the weight of glory
Though here today and gone tomorrow
And how much more valuable are you?
Yes, how much more valuable are you?
All those who wait on the Lord
They will renew their strength
They will run and not grow weary
They will walk and not be faint
And you, my son
Yes you, my son, will rise
And you, my son, will soar on wings of eagles
And you, my love
Yes you, my love, will rise
And you, my love, will soar on wings of eagles
We are all pilgrims on this journey
We are all walking the same road
Oh, Jesus, won’t you come and meet us here…?