Jerry Pullen

God, me and a little Bird

I Was walking in the woods one day when i came upon a little bird with a hurt wing.
IT just sit there like it had given up. I reached down and picked up the little bird and held it in my hands.
The little bird seemed contented with me holding it.I walked on through the woods holding the little bird.
WHEN I heard a voice say.
OVER ALL YOUR PROBLEMS YOU STOPED AND PICKED UP THAT LITTLE BIRD BECOUSE YOU CARED. I AM PROUD OF YOU MY SON.
I Stoped in my tracks and looked around there behind me I saw a bright light and inside that light I saw JESUS He spoke to me agan and said.
MY SON YOU PICKED UP THAT LITTLE BIRD AND CARRIED IT WHEN IT NEEDED HELP. JUST AS I PICK YOU UP WHEN YOU NEED HELP. I WILL ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU. WHEN YOU FEEL LIKE YOUR ALL ALONE JUST TAKE TIME TO LOOK AROUND.......IM ALWAYS THERE.

storie wrote by jerry pullen 5..19..2003

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 27.11.2004.

 

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