The other day I had breakfast with a friend. We sat outside where sparrows hopped on nearby tables, hoping for a crumb or two. And I learned something:
Optimism says: Can you see all the colors of that little bird?
Pessimism responds: It’s on the table. Yuck.
Optimism sees: There must be eight different colors in that little bird!
Pessimism says: It’s just a sparrow.
I want to be an optimist and see all the colors in every sparrow and thank God that he took the time to do something so wonderful for me to enjoy.
And then an optimist will throw more crumbs for the other eighteen sparrows hiding in the bushes while the pessimist comments on what a mess it might be when they all take off over our heads.
Let them take off. I’ll watch them fly and be reminded that if my heavenly Father cares for these little guys, how much more He cares for me!
May you see a sparrow today and smile!
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