Tuesday, July 19, 2011

 

A BIRD'S EYE VIEW

A BIRD'S EYE VIEW
- credited to Louis Casself
July 19, 2011


Mom got up early Sunday morning and got the kids ready for church. Dad
sat in the living room, reading his newspaper and looking out at the
snow.

They'd had the conversation before, but nothing had changed. "Why
don't you go with us this week?" she asked. He didn't look up from his
paper.

"You know why," he said out loud and then in his own mind finished the
answer with "A truly great God wouldn't care about puny humans
anyway."

The man replayed the argument in his mind: "If God is so perfect and
great, why would he care about helping us? If God is so powerful, why
would he make his son become a human being? Why would he stoop so low
to help us.... if God is really so great."

The house was silent except for the sound of the logs crackling in the
fireplace. From the other end of the house came a strange thump.

The man put down his paper and walked down the hall. Outside the
window huddled a group of birds. In confusion and fear, they had flown
into the window pane and fallen to the ground. They huddled together
in the snow trying to figure out what to do next. The man felt sorry
for the birds. He thought to himself, "The birds could go in our barn
and they'd be warm there." So he went outside and opened the door to
the barn. Then he waited in the cold. The birds didn't move.

"I know, I'll shoe them over to the barn door," the man thought. But
as he tried to herd the birds to the barn they simply scattered. Only
after he left them alone did they come back to their spot in the
snow.

The man had one last plan. He went back in the house and got a loaf of
bread. Carefully, he tore off pieces of bread and made a path to the
barn door. But the birds just huddled closer together, ignoring the
gift of life which the man was offering.

Stumped, the man stood looking at the birds, wondering just what it
would take to get them to safety. He thought to himself, "If only I
could become a bird and lead them to safety, then they wouldn't have
to die."

He stopped and thought about it again. And he finally understood.

-- A subscriber has indicated this was originally titled 'Christmas -
More Than Humbug' was credited to Louis Casself

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