i was standing in the doorway, watching the rain fall heavy against the pavement, bouncing off of cars and digging into the dirt. it was a dark and gloomy scene, leaving no room for hope.
then i saw the birds.
a small flock of small birds flying through the seemingly unending storm.
did you know that birds' feathers are oily, which repels water and keeps it from weighing them down?
it's like the Creator knew that they would face the rain, now and again, and intentionally designed them to be resilient.
i'm praying for the birds tonight.
may they weather the storm
and find dry land.
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