Thursday, June 16, 2011

The Little Bird


Last night, as I was watering our dying grass, I saw a little bird under my sprinkler.  He just sat there with his eyes closed and his little beak open--drinking from the fountain of water.  He was oblivious as I moved the sprinkler right past him--still drinking.  He was basking in the refreshing water I was providing so much, I had time to run in and grab my camera!
I want to be like that.  I want to be oblivious to the cares and manipulations of the world with only one focus--drinking from the fountain of life, trusting it's eternal supply and believing my Creator is in complete control.

1 comment:

Elizabeth said...

Oh I love this! I wanna be like this! Father, make me like this.