Week 43 - Little Birds

This week has been pretty crazy. With all of the projects we have done and all of the little trips we have had to make out to areas around Kansas. It has been quite the adventure. and very tiring. But you know sometimes it requires a crazy person to do a very interesting job.

I don't have much of anything to say about this last week. It wasn't very remember-able. 

I have a strange feeling that there are going to be a lot of tornado's this year. I have been dreaming about tornado's. and how much preparation we are doing to prepare for them are quite a bit more intense then they were doing last year. But all is well, when there are disasters it is easier to do missionary work. 

I made a poemish thing. hope you like it. hope you understand it. and if not you will understand someday.

We are all born as little birds,

some birds learn how to fly faster then others

some never make it out of the nest.

there will always be some special birds

Ones that we love so much because they can't quite make it on their own,

yet we take them in and help them

There are some birds that are big

there are some birds that are small

some fast and some slow.

Each of these birds know how to fly,

and when the special little bird sees the other birds fly 

they want to be just like them.

they want to fly high where the other birds are

and yet when they try they seem to always fall,

the other birds often laugh and mock the little special bird

Because they don't quite understand why the special bird is the way they are.

the special bird can fly short distances yet they will tumble and come down.

oh how they wish that they could fly.

there are a few birds who look after the special bird and 

take them in their talons very delicately trying not to cause to much pain,

sometimes they can't quite help the few times that they

accidentally graze the sides of the special bird and cause a little pain,

they can only reassure the special little bird that they are trying to help.

As they try with all their efforts to carry their weight and the weight of the special bird,

they get higher and higher and exhaustion begins to set in.

the larger bird cannot seem to go on.

Prayer is the only thing that carry's them forward.

Finally they reach it

the top of the mountain.

Where the special bird has never seen before,

and at first they are afraid.

but then they see it.

the glorious beauty that now surrounds them.

the bigger bird has seen this sight before,

but now it is much grander,

because of the fight it took to get there.

Love,

Sister Cindy Call