just signing...


Mockingbirds and roosters set out to proclaim the break of morning. I have noticed however, that they begin before the dawn has awakened.

How is it then that we say they are announcers of the day? Why do they get this acclaim if they do not do it well? If they begin early, how does that improve their disposition? What good is it to us?

Perhaps their fame has falsely arisen. Perhaps we misinterpreted the circumstances. Was it one day that the first shaft of light had broken, that one awaking from their slumber heard such a proclamation and began the rumor of who was responsible?

These who seem to have much to crow about do go on so. Sometimes sleep cannot be your acquaintance because of all they have to say.

I believe the loud voices from the aviary were never meant to tell of the first glimmer of light. I believe they are simply doing what they were created to do. They do it very well.

We in our fullness of self, assign meaning and designate falsely who they are trying to be. We have missed it again.

How often do those around us carry on in their giftedness, and we through a jealous lens and our own broken dreams, cast shards of glass and blisterous barbs their direction for having the audacity to be good at what they do?

Sometimes a mockingbird is doing nothing more than expressing the full extent of his vocabulary. He has much to say.

We arbitrarily assign a name and blame for his speaking ill of others.

Our view is not always accurate.

Sometimes, a rooster crows because he knows the rocks will cry out if he does not.

His desire is not to proclaim that morning has broken, rather that his Creator is worthy of praise at all times, day or night...and that we should begin to clue in to what we were created to do.

Many of us will simply roll over, pull the pillow over our heads and try to return to the land of nod. Our concluding arguments will be about our intended hopes of peril for the one who continues doing what he was created to do...and we will accomplish nothing for Him who created us.

dad