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Feed My Ducks

After Mass this morning, I took Sister Soledad to Home Depot and then to Rite Aid. My husband took our girls to the Padres game and gave me the day to think. I took a ride to an old fishing hole. It used to be a water reclamation area now turned into a recreation park, with 7 lakes. I packed my Shakespeare rod, purchased some worms and took my packed lunch. Turkey & cheese on pita bread. I walked to a picnic bench and sat down next to the water. There was a mommy duck with 9 brand new baby’s. Something told me to buy duck food while I was at the bait shop and I did. The mommy & baby’s were fed well with the cracked corn.

I prayed to our LORD Jesus Christ deeply.

I sat for a moment watching the beauty of God’s creation, eating my lunch and praying. As I looked around I noticed the park I had known for some time, had changed. The islands in the middle of the lake that used to be tropical were cut down. The palms were replaced with new trees. Almost sanitized and dry. On the bank of one of the islands, was a turtle that seems to be waving his flipper.

I prayed more intently and a flock of ducks came out of the water. Quacking up a storm. I heard that voice in my heart say, feed my ducks. I shared my lunch with some of them, then took a little walk. I walked to the bank and I took the worms I had purchased and tossed them into the water. Just before I did, I seen a big fish. I never tossed a line in, just the worms. Then I walked back to my car, packed it up and went to see our LORD in adoration.

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The Dove VS The Cat

A few days ago, as I was napping, I heard the flutter of very strong wings. I thought as I was coming out of the napping haze, it sounds like a bird in my room. I opened my eyes and sure enough, it was a little Turtle Dove trying to escape the clutches of the cat. I sprang from bed and caught this poor little thing before the cat could do anymore damage. I looked him over and he seamed quite healthy. I couldn’t imagine how he was captured by the cat and dragged into my room. I walked him outside and opened my hands to free him. He wouldn’t budge. The poor dove was to weak to fly. I built a makeshift nest in an old glass tank with a mesh cover, realizing my little friend needed a room for the night to recuperate.

I woke early the next morning and after my prayers, headed to the little nest to check on my friend. He was very alert and I could tell, eager to check out and be on his merry way. I reached into the tank and he, became quite alert. So I walked his entire nest outside and opened the nest door and he flew away.

I couldn’t help but ponder the entire incident as the Holy Spirit VS evil and how we must stay awake to hear our Beloveds call, least His words be muted to our ears by the evil one never to be heard again.

My little friend…

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