And now, a break from the depressing news. More crane news!
These magnificent birds, Sandhill Cranes, have really made a comeback the past few years. This fellow (?) is one of a pair that stay around my neighborhood.
He — I think I'll call him Craniac — was in my front yard one morning last week, by himself.
Craniac looked at me inquisitively. I started talking to him in a soft tone of voice, and he cocked his head, as if listening intently. He calmly walked up to within a few feet of me.
We shared a communal moment together. It was a spiritual moment. Craniac tried to share what it's like to be a crane, and I tried to understand.
What magnificent birds!
Peace and joy
I've had many more moments of peace and even joy, lately. It's from making the decision to go forward with a call to ministry.
I don't know if I'll end up ordained. I know the process is bringing me closer to God, a benefit already realized.
I've been spending more quiet time in meditation, seeking God's wisdom and guidance. That can only be a good thing.
Peace and joy, out for now.