Wanting to lick my wounded pride from another employment rejection letter, I grabbed two chocolate chip cookies, my water-filled mason jar and headed out back. Sitting in a chair, next to a low table, under our tree, I looked up and asked, “So, now what God?”
Above and behind me, I heard the flitting of bird’s wings. From the corner of my eye I saw Crow, perch on my table. We cautiously eye-balled each other for a few seconds before he screamed, “Caw! Caw! Caw!”
Finished delivering God’s message to me, Crow leaned down, snatched a cookie and flew away.