As he was walking by the Sea of Galilee, he saw two brothers, Simon who is called Peter, and his brother Andrew, casting a net into the sea; they were fishermen. He said to them, “Come after me, and I will make you fishers of men.” At once they left their nets and followed him. -Matthew 4:18-20
A heart grows wings when first His love it knows,
And then it muses, making choice with care;
For it may choose the path where safety goes,
Or it must test its wings upon the air.
One knows not whether wings be but a lure,
Or whether trap be beckon of the Son.
Remaining on the ground is option sure;
The heart knows well the roads that o’er it run.
Still, heart may risk its new-grown wings, and soar
Through layered cloud, and dare to ride the wind,
Although it fear within its deepest core
That, should it fly, great pain may be its end.
Fear not, ye hearts with fledgling wings! Take flight!
There’s nothing in this world to stay His Might.