Now we see through a glass darkly

Now we see through a glass darkly
Helen Keller and her mother exemplified in the Miracle Worker

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Color Coordinated Canary?

Doesn't this faded sunflower make my color look prettier? The little show-off came to show her color over the humble grey sparrows. Nutmeg wasn't at all impressed by canary's showiness this morning. I thought she was talking to me and Nutmeg. Come to find out that she was not even aware of us. Her beau was on the roof of the adjacent house and she was showing off for him.

When I came home, I saw them polly-wolly-doodling up into the air.

The sparrows have taken it as their job to humble miss canary and help her to know that showing off is not a bird's nature. It may not be a humble sparrow's nature to show off, but turns out it is a canary and a bluejay's nature, at least to show off as much as possible.

What has she got to show off about? She has her lovely color to show off, I said. Do you think yellow is a better color than grey, asked Nutmeg of me, genuinely? Well, I had to think fast, so as not to offend my dear friend. I don't think it's better, just a bit brighter, don't you think? God said we should be humble, she returned swiftly. I know, I said back to her. Humble doesn't predispose us not to be pleased at our good points. Just like your curiosity and the beauty of your little spray dance, was what drew us together as friends, sometimes that little distinction of difference can draw sparrows and canaries to enjoy the differences between birds. Canaries and Sparrows can worship God as friends and not competitors. I don't think God's eye is not on the canary, just because his eye is on the sparrow. He loves us all, doesn't He? Just because you are mentioned as diminiutive and recognizable, by God, doesn't mean that He doesn't notice the other birds as well.

We laughed hard at the pride that thought gave us in our condition. Thank God, He is merciful to His erring creatures. Right?

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