At the start of breakfast this morning, enjoying watching a cloud moving north, then suddenly the birds. Using the golf course fairway as a path of sorts, millions of birds, moving south. From ground level to 100 feet up, then as the procession continued, never touching down, staying in the lower 6 feet. Continuous flow for at least 10 minutes, millions of birds.
Jesus said that strange thing, you know: "...not a sparrow falls..." without God's notice.
A perspective moment.
Which is easier to say: He is MY God? OR I am His child? Actually, I am just one piece of His very large and very complex world. And I am grateful that He pays some attention to me. Is that humbling? Is that a "lifting up"?
As I watched the millions of His other creatures stream past, we gave thanks for breakfast, and wondered a moment about our place. In a world that proclaims loudly "it's all about ME" we need to see a parade of God's creatures, all of whom have His attention. Then we can say, "and me, too", which does create a whole flood of gratitude.
(I feel like a "doxology" - - - - you might want to hum one, just all by yourself. Good thing for us to do!)
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