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Everything Changes

The more messed up this world gets, the more God makes sense.

The Birds of the Air

Seagulls instinctively know that humans bear food. Especially at a public beach. They have become accustomed to eating scraps that the wind steals from picnic lunches or that people carelessly litter on the sand. So they lurk, waiting for the precise moment that a bag of chips or a box of fries scatters out across the beach as a seagull smorgasbord. And worse than that, once food is available they call out loudly to all their other seagulls friends until the feeding becomes frenzied!
Thankfully I did not spill my chips, and the seagulls strolling by have been rather subdued. Ah, but the day is young and there are more chips to be had.

Perhaps in some strange way we are part of God's provision for these feathered friends. In Matthew 6:26 the Bible tells us to look at the "birds of the air" as our example - they don't worry where their next meal will come from. In fact, God says He "feeds them" - and maybe, just maybe, God uses me to help them out.

Silly, right? But I do have bird feeders in my yard, and I often throw leftover bread crumbs outside (which magically disappear within minutes of being tossed).

So, God only knows. And as the seagulls get closer and closer to me on this beautiful beach I can only trust that God has everything under control.

And I like it that way.
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