And no, we do not have any light fixtures in the house yet because it is "NAP"... Which stands for Not A Priority. That will be our abbreviation for every house chore that we haven't gotten to yet. Feel free to use our acronym... lets see if it catches on. :)
He was so cute... but we really didn't want bird poo on our bed, so Ryan opened the windows for our little friend to flutter away, which he did. After all, I don't think he would have been able to get back out through the same opening he came in through.
Which reminds me of this awesome devotional I read from my student bible. Here it is:
Paul Harvey tells a modern parable about a religious skeptic who worked as a farmer. One raw winter night the man heard an irregular thumping sound against the kitchen storm door. He went to a window and watched as tiny, shirvering sparrows, attracted to the evident warmth inside, beat in vain against the glass.
Touched, the farmer bundled up and trudged through fresh snow to open the barn door for the struggling birds. He turned on the lights and tossed some hay in a corner. But the sparrows, which had scattered in all directions when he emerged from the house, hid in the darkness, afraid.
The man tried various tactics to get them into the barn. He laid down a trail of Saltine cracker cumbs to direct them. He tried circling behind the birds to drive them toward the barn. Nothing worked. He, a huge, alien creature, had terrified them; the birds couldn't comprehend that he actually desired to help them.
The farmer withdrew to his house and watched the doomed sparrows through a window. As he stared, a thought hit: If only I could become a bird-one of them-just for a moment. Then I wouldn't frightened them so. I could show them the way to warmth and safety.
At the same moment, another thought dawned on him. He had grasped the reason Jesus was born.
Have a blessed week!