My God stuff thinkings

I am writing on our rumpus room bed and two magpies have just landed on the windowsill two meters from me. They do not know I am here. Even as I wave my arm they cannot see me for the reflective double glass.

God knows the warble of a magpie is my favorite bird call because of all the childhood warm fuzzies it brings out in me.

They are singing now, in between pecking at the glass. Are they trying to come in? Is it their own reflection they are playing with, or can they see enough vaguely into the room to wish they were here?

Their official song today is ‘cordle oddle ardle wardle doodle’.

Is the Kingdom of Heaven like a magpie sitting on a window sill? Do we vaguely see something behind the beguiling reflection of ourselves, enough to make us want to peck at the barrier and bring it down? When we sing, is that our call of longing and praise to something or Someone on the other side? Are we trying to constantly test the barrier to our knowledge of the mysteries of God, by sizing up the thickness with our pecks, only to be terrified in awe the moment we see something deeper within?

So many questions and so little time to answer them today… so much proof that God does bring me through my fears EVERY TIME!!!

Latest comments

08.10 | 03:59

Kylie, I would be delighted to have my name as a side character in your next book. I am telling anyone who will listen that they too must read The Book of Told.

08.10 | 03:42

Thank you SOOO much, Carol, for your encouragement! I would love to use your name as a side character in the prequel! Much blessings to you!

08.10 | 02:43

For the first time in many years I have found a book that I didn't want to put down. I wanted to just continue reading to find out where the story was going.

05.10 | 18:11

so so nice