Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Wild Goose Found

This morning while walking my dog, a single goose soared over head toward the rising sun.  It honked its call as it flew.  Effortless seemed its flight.

Maybe the goose called to its brothers and sisters.  Seeking to join the “V” formation of migration.  Seeking a mate in this Spring time.  Seeking the familiar and safe community of a flock on the water.

Maybe the goose was God’s spirit, calling out the Good News to God’s children.  God’s Spirit wild and free.  God’s Spirit soaring over the face of the Earth.  God’s Spirit flying in the wake of the Son’s beams.

I know my soul’s first inkling upon the sight and sound of that bird.  Twas a gift from God.  Such is faith.