I was just walking along by myself. I was in an open air foyer on the second story of a building. The building was right beside a football stadium. As I passed a stairway leading up to the next level, the sun’s rays were penetrating the opening in the brick wall and streaming down. As I glanced upward to the top of the steps, I saw him. A very large bird was perched on top of the flood lights used to illuminate the playing field. Quietly, so as not to disturb the stately creature, I walked up the stairs. Not quite on his level, I began to photograph him. He posed silently. Soon, I went on my way, leaving him to peruse the empty stadium in solitude.
We have accomplished much in our gathering of information and skill through the ages. Of course, it is God who has given us both. I stood in a building made by human hands. I gazed at a towering pole that emits extrememe light when in use, also fashioned by men. There before me sat a bird, who had risen with wings fashioned by God to this enormous height, probably within seconds of his departure from the ground. Behind him, in a brilliant backdrop, the blinding light gave testimony to it’s Maker. We can bring light to a stadium; He can illuminate the universe.
Life’s lessons can sometimes come without notice. A casual glance up a stairwell, a bird sitting quiet and still.
Thank You, God, for allowing me to be there at just that moment in time.