Saturday we found a bird stuck in the window of our upstairs bathroom. It had come in through a hole that has been there since we moved in three years ago. This was our first bird and hopefully our last to get stuck in there. We left it a lone thinking it would get out all on its own. In fact when I got home on Saturday night from a shopping trip with my sister I didn’t hear the bird and thought is was out. Till the next morning. As we were getting ready for Church I heard it and told Dad about it. He hadn’t heard about it the day before and was very worried about it. But since we all had our good clothes on we decided to wait till after church. I wish now that we had done something right then because after we got it out in the afternoon the bird died. I must say after I found it dead on the front lawn I almost cried. I kept thinking though about Matthew 6:26 about God caring for the birds. The verse goes like this, “Behold the fowls of the air; for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?” It was a nice reminder that God cares for me a hole lot. I guess you can say that God used the taking the life of a little bird to remind me of His care of me. That was special!
July 11, 2006
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You killed a BIRD!!!!!!
Comment by Addison — July 11, 2006 @ 2:36 am
NO!!!!! He/She died all on his/her own. We tried to feed it and give it water and it was already too weak. Please don’t make me cry about it, it’s sad enough without you making accusations like that.
Comment by starlightstarbright — July 11, 2006 @ 3:37 am
Did you erect a memorial in your front yard? Did you give it a proper burial? Esther! I am ashamed…
Addison, you.. are.. a… sick.. little.. man.
Comment by munchkin — July 11, 2006 @ 4:48 am
Yes, child. I am. Bwuahahahahaha!
Comment by Addison — July 12, 2006 @ 11:26 pm
Goodness! I hate being 14! Half the time I’m a child, and half the time I have to be a “mature” adult (ignoring the fact that most adults act more immature than children). *glare* Well, we’ll just see how much of a child I am.
*turns into an old granny* *continuously whacks Addison with little purse* eek!! you nasty man!! get away from me! POLICE!! POLICE!!! Help!
*dies laughing* well, I suppose I shouldn’t say what I was really thinking.. wouldn’t want to make you cry.. even though it would be proper… retribution for making Esther cry!
Comment by munchkin — August 2, 2006 @ 4:54 am