Screaming Incentives

There was no need for an alarm clock at my house last week. I had a crow system in place. Everyday the caw caw caw of crows outside my bedroom window blasted me awake. Crashing cymbols would have been better! On the third day of this morning greeting my husband went in the back yard to investigate. He discovered a crow limping around in the bushes. The crows in the trees were not to happy about this and flew at my husband to get him to leave. We decided to leave the gate open thinking maybe the grounded bird needed a way out.

Finally we called the humane society. Maybe the bird was hurt and needed medical attention. Nope. Turns out this is probably a baby crow and he is learning to fly. It’s normal for a bird to do this. So we were instructed to give it a few more days and if junior hadn’t flown off by then they would come retrieve him.

Poor guy I certainly hoped he got enough courage to take off. I was getting tired of mom and dad in the trees above screaming at him most of the day. We couldn’t use our backyard for a while. Well at least we get out of mowing the lawn.

What if God decided screaming at me would be a good way to get me going. What if he took up residence in my living room or started riding along in my car. Every time I did something wrong he’d scream at me. He’d remind me of all the things I should be doing. He’d wear me down and eventually break me or make me comply. Sounds awful doesn’t it?

God has the power to do anything. And yet he chooses to limit himself by giving me a free will. He doesn’t stand there screaming for me to seek him out. He leaves it up to me. Some days I soar and am sheltered under his wings. Some days I flop around on the ground and never see the sky at all. I know which days feel better. Submission offers such freedom. Funny how that works.

Posted 7/15/2008 @ 9:00 AM | Weekly Thoughts