The birds stopped singing today.
Or maybe it was just that I stopped listening.
And I'm glad I heard this song last night... cause I've got to be honest, I've been forgetting this.
And, you know, it's not been good.
I let my last exam yesterday get to me. That's when the birds
Like, really get to me.
I couldn't even finish the exam, I had psyched myself out so much (still trying to figure out how to face my teacher after that...)
I left with a headache and a really grumpy attitude. The sort that clearly warned everyone to stay away or they'd get their head bitten off. I didn't even say bye to my friends before driving off.
And it was stupid really. First, because the questions were much easier than anticipated. Second, because the exam doesn't count for anything anyway. And third, well... does my future really depend on one lousy history exam?
I doubt God was sitting upstairs clucking His tongue and crossing me out of the Book of Life for not doing well in that exam.
He may have been sitting there with a breaking heart calling me to calm down, to relax and not to let stress get the better of me.
Sorry, Father... kind of failed you today.
Because my temper and the way I got all worked up? Yeah, it really wasn't on...
I need more of that Fruit Patience from the Holy Spirit.
A lot more.
I need to remember to Stop. To breathe and to listen to the Birds singing.
Because their song is a Song of Praise and Thanksgiving.
And I need to remember to Hear that Song, to Learn that Song and to Breathe that Song.
To Breathe in His Grace and Breathe out His Praise.
In with Grace and out with Praise.
In with Grace.
Out with Praise.
Because honestly? That's the only way I'll make it through the rest of my life.
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