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Faith column: Keep flying with Jesus

Scott Middleton/For the Craig Daily Press

My name is Scott Middleton, and I, along with my wife, Pam, moved to Craig in January to begin serving with the Craig Christian Church. We had served as missionaries in Scotland for five years. In July 2008, because of my father's failing health, we returned to the states where I accepted the position as senior minister for Providence Christian Church in Sugar Land, Texas.

In December, we accepted the call to Craig Christian Church. The return to Colorado was a real blessing; my wife and all of our daughters attended high school in Canon City, where we ministered from 1990 to 2003. It has been a real homecoming and a blessing from God to be back in our beloved mountains.

But today, I want to share an event from across the pond. While in Buckie, Scotland, we lived on the Moray Firth, looking out to the North Sea. The view was magnificent, and the seagulls were plentiful. They would wake us early each morning with their noise. One day, our neighbor knocked on the door and told us there was a bird in distress on the roof. Apparently, one of the gulls had slipped on the wet slate roof and slid down, managing to catch his wing between the roof and the rain gutter. Viewing the large bird hanging there, I was sure the wing was broken and that he could not get himself up above the rain gutter to free the wing. We decided that if I hung out the third-story bedroom window with a broom, I possibly could lift the gull high enough to release the trapped wing. The neighbors held the blanket below in hopes of catching him when he fell because we knew that with the damage the wing must have suffered, he would be unable to fly. I perched myself in the window and put the broom under him, and it lifted him just high enough for the wing to come free. As he tumbled toward the Earth, the people below spread the blanket like a firemen's net to catch the injured bird; however, one tumble later, he spread his wings and flew away with no apparent permanent injuries.

I often have thought about how much we are like that bird. Whether by intent or not, we find ourselves hung up and trapped. We make poor decisions and then find there is no way we can get free. If we stay that way, there is no hope for us because we cannot free ourselves. However, Jesus can and does, in fact, lift us up and frees us. When Jesus frees us, we can, if we will, soar again and be all that God meant us to be. I hope this week you seek Jesus, the one who can lift you up and set you free.