Last week my husband adopted a storm-blown pigeon. “Piggie” followed Kevin around as he pressure-stripped the deck, mowed the lawn, and fixed various broken items. Anytime we walked out of our house, Piggie was patiently waiting. At one point, I caught her peering into our living room window taunting our already traumatized cats…
On Thursday, the unmistakable flutter of pigeon wings greeted me as I perched on the edge of the garden box to weed. As she bobbed her head, I fed her a few scraps of bread and told her she was “such a pretty bird”. Shortly after, Kevin and I left on a date and when we returned a storm had blown through and we haven’t seen Piggie since.
In these times of economic and atmospheric strain, the story of Piggie has something to offer. Sometimes we get windblown. Sometimes our concept of “home” is challenged. Sometimes we don’t know how our next need is going to be met. And yet, God sends us people who feed us scraps of bread, who let us perch in their garage, and who remind us that we are beautiful creations of God. Do we remember to say thank you?
Have you thanked God for those people in your life? Has God given you the gifts to be one of those people in someone else’s life?
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