by Macy Johnson
They tell of the glory of your kingdom and
speak of your might,
so that all people may know of your
mighty acts
and the glorious splendor of your
kingdom.”
(Psalm 145:10-12 NIV)
There was
a little bird on the balcony railing outside my window. She coaxed me to
stop, pay attention to her, to nature all around. She ranted for a long
time.
I wish I
knew what she said, who she was jibber-jabbering with, what birds might be
listening. Her chatter sounded urgent, so important, not a pleasant sound.
The bird suddenly stopped gabbing and preened herself under each wing.
