Birdie's Evil Eye
I walked this morning while my charges slept. Morning's call beckoned me. So I slipped away. The reprieve did not last long but in my twenty minutes of alone time with Jesus, he revealed himself to me again in an unusual way. As I walked back to my house, a small bird twittered just ahead of me. We seemed to be going in the same direction. The bird would hop. I would follow. This continued until we reached the corner of the street of the house I was staying at. I waited for the bird to choose his direction. Upon learning we would continue along the same path, I giggled. With every step I took, the bird skittered a little ahead of me. After the fourth skip, the bird stopped and looked at me. Its beady little eyes glowered in my direction. The bird ruffled its pretty red and brown tail, then took flight. The winged animal flew to the other side of the road. Judging by the calculating glare he released my way before taking to the air, I could swear that he was not pleased wi...