The alarm buzzed and my cold medicine head didn't quite comprehend the noise. My throat needed a good gargle and my head was achy. I rolled over in bed and looked my bleary eyes toward the window. Always wondering if Spring is going to happen today. But I could only see a blackish blob with a tiny halo of blue sky around it. I strained a bit to focus and then bolted upright!
A gianormous turkey was perched on the branch just outside our window! Scared the liver right out of me! Once I was awake enough to comprehend that it was just a turkey peering in at me, I hopped out of bed and threw back the curtain. All at once 5 turkeys swooped from the trees down into the yard. Oddly, all I could think was, "Turkey poop dropping from the sky is probably huge!"
When I woke the kids to show them, the turkeys were gone. Until they chased my truck out the drive and down the lane. By the time I realized that I'd grabbed mismatched shoes, the day was in full swing. I didn't feel well and didn't have time to make another trip home. Some days are just going to fall into the "uninspired" bucket - might as well accept it.
But when I finally did get home (and no tukeys were waiting in the wing), there was a little package waiting for me. Cindy from Cottage Remnant sent me a lovely sachet with lavender oils, which I immediately warmed and took to the sofa! A warm lavender compress to soothe my aching head, and a bookmark with the meaning of my name -taken from the Greek.
I got tears in my eyes when I read: Industrious Weaver - Creative Spirit. That God knew what kinds of things I would enjoy long before my parents thought up my name. Before I formed you in the womb I knew you. That before my day began He knew a healing package would arrive. ...for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.
So the next time your day begins with a turkey, take it as a reminder of love. So don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows (or turkeys, in this case).