A Bird’s Eye View
Mom got up early Sunday morning and got the kids ready for church. Dad sat in the living room, reading his newspaper and looking out at the snow. They’d had… Mom got up early Sunday morning and got the kids ready for church. Dad sat in the living room, reading his newspaper and looking out at the snow. They’d had the conversation before, but nothing had changed. “Why don’t you go with us this week?” she asked. He didn’t look up from his paper. “You know why,” he said aloud and then in his own mind finished the answer with “A truly great God wouldn’t care about puny humans anyway.” The man replayed the argument in his mind: “If God is so perfect and great, why would he care about helping us? If God is so powerful, why would he make his son become a human being? Why would he stoop so low to help us… if God is really so great.” The house was silent except for the sound of the logs crackling in the fireplace. From the other end of the house came a strange thump. The man put down his paper and walked down the hall. Outside the window huddled a group of birds. In confusion and fear, they had flown into the windowpane and fallen to
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