a small flutter-filled tree catches my eye... full of birds...
Cedar Waxwings...
The Waxwings migrate through in winter... I love to see them... joy from watching birds a gift given by my parents... Normally I would share the sight with my husband, but he was not with me...
Who would care? With whom can I share?
Back into the church-house... into the office I just left...
Does anyone care about birds? The little tree is filled...
The precious admin-assistant follows after me into the chilly-gray... There we stand under the portico... me sharing joy of birds... she listening... asking...
The moment passes... the Waxwings still flutter...
A simple thing... migrating birds... elusive... not spied every season... yet a joy that needed sharing...
Reflecting... Do I share the joy of Christ as quickly as I share the joy of birds? Do I hunt others down and say: Come and see! Hmmm... probably not... Why not? Why don't I call to others...
Shout with joy to God, all the earth!
Sing the glory of his name; make his praise glorious!
Say to God, "How awesome are your deeds!
So great is your power that your enemies cringe before you.
All the earth bows down to you;
they sing praise to you, they sing praise to your name."
Come and see what God has done,
how awesome his works in man's behalf!
Psalm 66:1-5
I'll have to consider... examine the heart... and the joy...
What about you... what joys do you share?
Fleeting ones... or... eternal ones...?
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