I hear people commenting this time of year on birds - "How do they survive in this cold?" It is a wonder, but God made them to survive. I marvel not only that they survive, but, no matter what the season, they find their way home, to their own nests, to their own territory.
I think at times we have all wished to be a bird for a day. To soar up into the sky, feel the wind in our face and beneath our wings. To fly where we please, to look down with a wider view to what we cannot see when we are standing still with our feet planted. To be able to sing.
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