After many nights of grumbling, my husband finally asked, “Elizabeth, why not let the little bird alone, it’s obvious she’s not giving up!” It was true, this winged beauty was not giving up — we’d had our showdown for about two weeks now! She had discovered the perfect home for her nest, it was cool under the roof of the porch and out of the weather.
Alright, I’m not the type of person to make much of coincidence, but lately one word has crossed my path three times in three very different ways. So I’m thinking to myself, maybe I should pay attention. There’s something to learn and my full attention is now focused on the lesson at hand.