I really like this post.It reminds me of a time when me and Jenn (my sister) found a baby robin that had fallen into a bucket of water. When we scooped him out and set him on the fence, he just looked at us with a miserable stare. I felt as though this little creature was accusing me of causing its unfortunate landing. -Jonlyn
no good deed goes unpunished, Damien reminds us-like today during the last few minutes of my day subbing for 4th grade, I notice a little girl weeping over a lost bracelet and let her run outside to find it--alas, her crochety grandmother snaps at me and tells the principal that her poor little girl is outside with no coat-oh brother.
I like words, images, graphic design, well-turned phrases, doodling, humor and profundity. These are found in every quarter and I'm always on the hunt. I was rescued (in November, 1974) from guilt and a stubborn irrational belief in an impersonal chance universe (with the accompanying hopelessness). I'm now convinced that nothing is more obvious or worthy of our attention than our Creator and the one true ancient path. Only Jesus has the words of everlasting life. Like John Newton "I once was lost but now am found, was blind but now I see."
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I really like this post.It reminds me of a time when me and Jenn (my sister) found a baby robin that had fallen into a bucket of water. When we scooped him out and set him on the fence, he just looked at us with a miserable stare. I felt as though this little creature was accusing me of causing its unfortunate landing.
-Jonlyn
jonlyn, what a treat to hear from you. thanks for taking the time.
your experience reminds me of the twisted proverb: "no good deed goes unpunished."
love the quote- it totally made my very crappy day happy to see that mad little bird and read something interesting and true- thanks!
no good deed goes unpunished, Damien reminds us-like today during the last few minutes of my day subbing for 4th grade, I notice a little girl weeping over a lost bracelet and let her run outside to find it--alas, her crochety grandmother snaps at me and tells the principal that her poor little girl is outside with no coat-oh brother.
Ahhhh...(sigh)...C'est La Vie!
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