I am confessing that I am a lunatic. Labor Day came and went, and my sweet husband ended up buying too many buns for the cookout. They have been sitting in my pantry for weeks, and oddly enough, mold had not set in. I am always looking for ways to "treat" my flying God friends, so i decided to set them up for a "Birdy King" meal of buns, peanut butter, and their favorite bird seed. A sweet friend of mine, who just so happens to be an engineer, guided me in the process and encouraged me to attach a stick at the bottom so they could perch. So, I waited, and waited, and waited. Two days later, a brave flying friend decided to take a closer, yummier look. I am reminded of the choice we make to follow God. The table of plenty is set for all that will take that leap of faith, realizing that He is safe, coming to get their fill. It was funny to watch the other birds below, waiting for the extra seed to drop so they could eat. I feel like that's how the world looks on at times...seeing something a little different, but not getting close enough to get the true "filling" that only Christ can give."Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him. (Psalm 34:8)
