Clarity

Only a blue jay, my neighbor’s dog and I are awake.  There are a limited number sunrises in ones life.  Sometimes the only ones that seem to care are animals.

One’s rocking chair should always face the rising sun and then turn during the day to see it set. 

POST SCRIPT: written a few minutes later.  I do not like blue jays.  They can be cruel.  A gang of six or seven that come in early to make their presence known has invaded my woods.  I was complaining to my wife and she said try praising God for them.  I have.  This morning it was one lone jay squawking and screeching.  I wrote the above and then bowed my head to pray.  I was praying in praise for God when a sweet Mocking Birds tune came through the woods followed by all manner of sweet birds.  I smiled in my prayers, shook my head and thought of God mandating a jay as the drill sergeant that throws the trash can down the barracks to awaken everyone to attention to get about their jobs of praising God.