Have you ever talked to a crow and got an answer? A few years ago, a young friend (ten at the time) and I were having a conversation on my veranda when a crow, perched on a high wire, began cawing. Its tirade seemed directed at us and so I shot back, “Oh yeah? C’mon down here and say that!” To our astonishment, the bird flew at us and we dashed into the house.
I’ve since learned that the crow is a very intelligent bird; for example take this internet clip:
“Crows are extremely adaptive. They have been seen cracking walnuts by dropping them at a height needed to burst them open. Now if that doesn’t amaze you, this will. Crows will also drop walnuts on roads waiting for cars to run them over — and if it doesn’t work the first time, they move the walnut and try again. These crows also memorize traffic patterns so they know exactly when to drop the nuts, and retrieve the nuts only when the lights are red and the crosswalk sign is on. A skill most humans have not yet mastered.”
I’d say that is certainly something to crow about.
Why did Jesus weep? Was it because his friend Lazarus had died? I don’t think so, because Jesus knew that he was going to bring Lazarus back to life. No, I’m sure it was because Mary and Martha, their friends, and even the disciples, after everything they had seen of Jesus performing countless miracles, still did not believe in him.
Jesus had many reasons to weep throughout his short ministry, and even to this day.
He weeps when he sees one human being beheading another. He weeps when we fly airplanes into tall buildings, killing thousands of innocent people. He weeps when bullets are pumped into human bodies by their fellow man. He weeps when his name is trashed; used as a curse instead of a blessing. He weeps when he reaches out to us and we turn our backs on him, or ridicule him, or deny his very existence. He weeps when we lose patience with family and friends, and when we fail to offer kindness and understanding instead of derogatory remarks. He weeps when lives are lost to cancer, humility is lost to vanity, and his love is tossed to the winds, instead of being embraced by humanity, to whom he freely gives.
John 11:35 is the shortest verse in the Bible…just two words: Jesus wept. Two words to show the true compassion of the greatest man who ever lived.
It’s enough to make me cry.
I found this on the Internet on August 31, 2001 and liked it so much, added it to my collection of quotes, prayers, poems and special writings. This seems like a good time and place to share it.
I dreamed that I had an interview with God. “So, you would like to interview me?” God asked. “If you have the time” I said. God smiled. “My time is eternity…what questions do you have in mind for me?”
“What surprises you the most about human kind?” God answered “That they get bored with childhood, they rush to grow up and then long to be children again. That they lose their health to make money and then use their money to restore their health. That by thinking about the future they forget the present thus live in neither present nor future. That they live as though they will never die as though they never lived.”
God’s hand took mine and we were silent for awhile and then I asked, “As a parent what are some of life’s lessons you want your children to learn?”
“To learn they cannot make anyone love them, all they can do is let themselves be loved. To learn that it is not good to compare themselves to others. To learn to forgive by practicing forgiveness. To learn it only takes a few seconds to open up profound wounds in those we love and takes a few years to heal them. To learn that a rich person is not one who has the most, but is one who needs the least. To learn there are people who love them dearly but simply do not yet know how to show their feelings. To learn that two people can look at the same thing and see it differently. To learn that it is not enough that they forgive one another but they must also forgive themselves.
“Thank you for your time” I said “Is there anything else you want your child to know?”
God smiled and said “Just know that I am here….always.”
What would you like to ask God?