
Sometimes I just enjoy sitting or standing outside of my house around 6pm. Thats generally when the sun decides to set,encumbered by beautiful hues of the sky, I sit or stand restlessly gazing at its beauty and definitely, His beauty. Today was one of those days. I ponder on how small I am and how big He is and what creative intelligence had the brain faculties to create something so vast and so dreadfully beautiful as the sky. I figure everytime I'm overwhelmed with life,He created the sky for me to ponder on. Then suddenly, my rushing thoughts are interrupted by something else so small.
Birds ruffle through the lineages of street lights and electrical wires towered by electric poles. From the entire flock of birds, one wanders around aimless or

While I understand the reasons behind my need for approval and affection and quite frankly agree with these theorists,no theorists attempts to reveal when this condition would break away from the individual. Not to say psychology is grim, in fact, I have no known studies on whether the condition would go away so maybe there is a day that psychologists say this thing would eventually lapse into a collosal bubble of oxygen emitted into space.
In the meantime, it hurts knowing no one seems to be able to support this period in my life but maybe it's the way He wants things for now. Just me and Him.Him and this one little bird. Void of meaning,acknowledgement and affection. These things can only come from Him though so here I am, waiting. His little bird chirping to Him and for Him,not for the other birds around. Whatever size and colour bird you are, may you too learn to enjoy the "escape" from the rest.
Dig Deeper:
"Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows."-Luke 12:7
In grace,
Kesara
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