There have been many lonely seasons in this fire life-but Covid-19 plus summer time takes the cake. It really has called for a lot of soul searching, a lot of grace and mercy, a lot of intentionality, and a lot of forgiveness. When I felt pushed to the breaking point yesterday-I decided I needed a break and I took a drive by myself. I needed a moment alone. I needed a moment with God. And when I reached my destination and got out of the car and just sat in my creators presence both in silence and asking many questions, a little bird caught my eye-and then a larger one-a seagull. And in that moment, in His presence I recalled Mathew 6:26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?    I watched those birds soaring across the sky, doing what they are supposed to be doing and I thought, am I doing what I’m supposed to be doing? We are so human and we get so bent out of shape over things that in the big picture we may never even remember. Every day we have these opportunities, even the smallest of ones, and we always have a choice of which path to follow. I tell me kids, you always have a choice- you can choose to disobey but if you do, there will be consequences for your actions. It is true of us as adults too. Even when it seems like we have no choice-we always have a choice-even if it’s as small as how I’m going to react. That reaction can have a big after effect. A blow out will leave feelings of hurt, regret, anger, resentment… But a gentle word, a kind act, a Bowing out and moving on can ripple over into deep, deep love.