Day 7 – The wise old owl

There is a wise old owl sitting in the tree outside the office window. I feel like he’s mocking me. We’ve lived here for over 10 years and I have seen not one owl until today. During a time when I feel like I have NO answers and zero direction, this big ole smarty pants shows up and stairs at me ALL DAY.

So, of course, I’ve been chatting with him. He won’t speak to me but, I see the look in his eyes. I know he knows all the answers to our problems and he’s not sharing. At times, I think he’s laughing at me. As an owl, I’m pretty sure he feels no sympathy for my fears of where to live. He’s probably thinking, “Look, Lady! All I know is that right now I have a branch to sit on. I have no clue what critter I’ll eat next or where I’ll land. My job is just to be an owl and right now, you’re my entertainment.”

Hmmm, this really IS a wise old owl. So, today I will just be Jodi and not worry about our next branch or juicy critter. Honestly, I think I’ll just pretend I’m an owl.

Matthew 6:25-27New International Version (NIV)

25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?

Jodi

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  1. Pat

    -God telling you that you are making the wise choice?

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