>Celtic Thunder – A Bird Without Wings
I’ve introduced campers to Celtic Thunder both last year and this; but this is rapidly becoming my favorite. Obviously written of a horizontal love; the words easily can be interpreted as the longings of a redeemed person sung to the Redeemer. I am struck also, early in the clip, when the dad of the then-14-year-old vocalist almost loses it in appreciation, admiration, and awe. I wonder if I ever cause my heavenly Father to weep for other than dumb reasons?