Be Like a Bird

Be Like a Bird
Victor Hugo

Let us be like a bird for a moment perched
On a frail branch when he sings;
Though he feels it bend, yet he sings his song,
Knowing that he has wings.

I’ve been challenged in recent weeks–through a variety of channels–to set my eyes on eternity in such a way that every aspect of my living on earth is impacted. I long to know with such surety that these wings of faith are empowered sufficiently by the generosity of God’s grace that a trembling branch is no reason to interrupt a rousing song of greatest delight.

And by every aspect I don’t mean all the different ways that I practice religion. I am not speaking simply of spiritual things–or at least not in a box-it-in kind of definition of spiritual. I mean, how will I brush my teeth and pour coffee differently?  How will I greet colleagues and tend my garden differently?

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