Every evening during dinner, my wife and I exchange
stories about events that occurred during the day.
"So, how was work today?" I ask.
She usually grumbles a bit and then shares the
most challenging part of her day.
When I do my presentations I talk about the warning
signs I've come to know. I hear her car pull up,
she walks in the back door and if I see her work back
come around the corner first, slamming into the chair
at the kitchen table, I know just to say "Hello."
I don't ask about her day until she let's some
The trip home is and should be, a transition time
to mentally let go of the work day and ready yourself
for home life.
Sometimes she could use a longer trip home.
Last night she asked me, "So, what happened today?"
That always reminds me of my childhood. My mom would
always ask me, "What did you learn today?"
So, I respond to Marianne in the same way.
"I learned something from a pigeon," I told her.
"What can a pigeon teach you?"
"How to fly!"
Permit me to explain.
We are getting ready to have a new 10 x 16 shed delivered.
It's not to store garden tools, lawn mowers or fertilizer.
It's going to be our creative getaway. I'm converting it
to a room where we can be creative, chill out, and
So, I had to move our fence down to the lower part of our
property closing in the space where my dogs can romp around.
Doing so brought the fence within three feet of our bird
Yesterday, as I stood looking into the yard, I saw one
of our regular visitors, a pigeon.
He landed on the outside of the fence and for the next fifteen
minutes, it tried to get to the bird feed on the ground.
They don't land on the feeder so I always throw some on the
ground at the base.
For fifteen minutes this bird walked back and forth
trying to find an opening in the fence. It stuck its head
in one space several times and tried to push its way through.
It paced back and forth as it watched six or seven smaller
The fence is only four feet high.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Feeling sorry for it, I felt an obligation to get involved.
I yelled "Fly!"
It was startled enough to jump, and as it was created to do,
began to fly...five feet in the air...clearing the fence...
landing under the feeder.
How many times do you think God has watched you pacing
back and forth wasting time, doing all the wrong stuff?
How frustrated do you think God is knowing what you are
capable of and seeing you not take advantage of your
Listen carefully. Next time you find yourself on the
other side of the fence, don't be surprised if you hear
someone shout "Fly!"
Just do it.
"I wish you enough!"
I encourage you to share my stories but
I do ask that you keep my name and contact
information with my work.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough "Hello's" to get you through the final "Goodbye."