2007-04-27 - 8:36 a.m.
This morning I was on my way to work. I was coming to one of the long red lights and it was yellow. I had a choice to speed up and get through, probably in plenty of time or stop and wait out the light. I was biting the bullet as far as being on time for work but I hit the brakes anyway, really unsure as to why as people in the lane who were behind me made it safely through the light. As I sat there, the merging traffic from the other side of the light whizzed by me. And I noticed these little black birds on a patch of grass between my stopped traffic and the traffic that was moving. These birds hopped and jumped and played while eating whatever it is that little birds find to eat right next to a highway, totally ignoring the huge mechanical beasts thousands of time their size roaring about their little patch of grass. And God spoke to me in that still small voice of His, and told me that we are like those birds. If we choose to be. The world can be roaring all around us, problems that seem thousands of times bigger than we are. But we can have trust and have peace even in the middle of all of that. That peace doesn't change the fact that there is danger just steps away. But it does let us find the little morsels we might find in our little grass patch of peace in the midst of our Father's hand.
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