I was a complete and utter brat yesterday morning before church.
Nasty things were said and done for which I am ashamed and have since repented.
While in my worst stage I dropped Phil off at church and drove off in a horrific mood.
I pulled into my driveway and a bird was right in my path. I beeped several times and the
bird would not budge. I swore at the bird. Nothing happened. I shut my car off and jingled
my keys at the bird. Nothing. The little bird looked at me and puffed up but did not budge, as
if it were telling me to stop being so stupid, get over myself and get back in my car.
So I did that. I reversed my car and drove to church. I was mad at and thankful for that bird
all at once.
Thanks for coming to me in bird-form God. You're funny.
I took a picture for those who may think this is a too-good-to-be-true tale.