Re: Holy Humor

Three birds, two mature Christian adults and a young-juvenile, was perched on a wire here in the blue mountains of Virginia…bird-talking-about-the-day God had given them. After a while ..enjoying the gentle neighborly conversation.. the two adults said “my God given instincts tells me it’s time to fly south”... and the other adult said..”my God given instincts tells me to fly north”. The young-juvenile bird was ?perplex-south/north-and where-why to go???…and with a deep lungful of air..several times.. with prayers and sincere concentration and with a long pause-in-uneasiness-frustration ..… exclaims “my God given end stinks tooo!!!…~but I still don’t know which way to go~”.