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The Bird Feeder. A Free Short Story

 

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The Bird Feeder


Penny watched in fascination as the eager birds descended upon Aunt Tina's bird feeder. The elderly woman had just placed seed in it. Penny moved closer to the kitchen window, not wanting to miss a moment. The male weaver birds with their bright yellow breasts were the boldest. Their soft, brown mates followed their lead, and a flock of sweet sparrows pecked at the fallen bounty on the ground below.

Penny smiled a little sadly. How hungry the birds seemed as they darted about and swung on the bird feeder. Still, she doubted that they could be as hungry as she was. Inside, she felt as hollow as the old log in Aunt Tina's rockery. Empty. Alone. Painfully alone since Jeremy had walked out on everything they'd built together over a span of twenty years.

Now, she was hungry for hope and for answers. Her whys still echoed three years after he'd closed the door on all she'd held dear.

Aunt Tina's kind voice interrupted her tired thoughts. "You'll never find peace without Jesus, Penny. Only He can fill the emptiness inside you."

Penny wiped at her blurry eyes. She found herself nodding as her aunt joined her at the window. Arm in arm they observed the peaceful scene outside whilst The Answer settled inside Penny's heart and mind.


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Copyright: Alison Lawrence

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