Am I gorging on grace?

blue jay mouth fullA beautiful mosaic of blue descends on my bird feeder and begins gorging himself on the suet. Pulling great mouthfuls, he swallows, scattering whatever doesn’t fit in his beak all over the ground. Wasteful, ugly, unappreciative bird. Go away! Let someone else have a turn!

I sit and watch through my kitchen window. We have put out food aplenty. Free for the taking by any who come. Our offering, so they might be fed.

I wonder if God thinks of me as I do of this Blue Jay.


About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on June 30, 2013, in Life and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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