This is good for a Sunday re-post. I know it is strange coming from an atheist. But I am actually a Christian Existentialist, so that’s an atheist who believes in God. I can’t help being slightly touched in the head. God does that to people.
God talks to me through the birds. I know that sounds crazy. Only a loony man like Francis of Assisi could ever believe such a foolish thing, right? But is is true. I am aware of the birds around me at all times because birds have meaning, and when I need to see certain signs from God to center and redirect my life and spiritual awareness, God puts certain birds in my way, hoping that I will see them and interpret their meaning correctly.
This morning at QT I saw three different kinds of bird. First I saw a robin while eating my QT pumpkin spice doughnut. Then a blue jay on the ground hopped out from behind the corner of the building. Then a pair of blackbirds flew down to watch the jay hunting through the grass.
Robins are traditionally the bird of spring-time, the harbinger of the end…
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