Pam Ford Davis
Less than an hour ago, I stood
gazing through my kitchen
window at two birds in our lawn.
I'm accustomed to seeing the
colorful creatures as they stop by
on their way to other landing
pads. I am not a birder, and only
readily recognize robins, red
birds and blue jays.
Viewing a blue jay today, I paid
little attention to my Creator's
lawn ornaments, until the
second bird caught my eye.
I am quite sure it was a
redheaded woodpecker; I've only
seen them at a distance, hard at
work pecking into bark of trees. I
raised my blind and left the
kitchen to find my
camera. Returning, I learned
both birds had flown away in my
Though I was disappointed, I
realized we could learn a thing or
two from birds.
There are times when raging
winds and storm clouds of
adversity nearly propel us into
space. Storms build upon the
horizon, and foreboding clouds
threaten to rain on our parade.