I am like a baby bird with broken wings. On my own, I can't fly. I can hop, but I can't reach the sky, let alone the heights my Master created me for. I need to place my wings inside His own; He binds His mighty wings to mine. Then as I hop forward, I will take flight and begin to soar. The power and the destination are His. I cannot fly without Him.
Here's something I found online at an educational site called learner.org:
"A bird's center of gravity is the balance point between its two wings and between its head and tail. If it were possible to perfectly support a bird right at its center of gravity without it squirming around, the bird wouldn't tip in any direction. To fly well, birds must have most of their weight in their center of gravity, and very little weight in front of or behind it."
(from "How Birds Fly: An In-Depth Journey North Lesson")
Lord Jesus, teach us to yield to You in trust and obedience, so that we may learn to soar calmly in the power of Your perfect wings. Center us on Yourself and only on Yourself. Fly us to where You Yourself fly -- high, high above the forces that seek to keep us grounded on the earth.
How precious is Your lovingkindness, O God!
And the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.
Psalm 36:7