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The Bedraggled Goose

by Joanne Wiklund

A movement in my yard caught my eye while I was crocheting on my couch in the living room yesterday. From the front door, I saw a small Canada Goose crossing the road toward my neighbor’s house. She wasn’t moving anything but her feet. Bedraggled is not a word I use often. The goose must have come from the timber behind us, up through our back yard. She seemed to have only strength enough to move a little. I stayed in and was quiet. I didn’t want to scare her. Our phone rang and I stepped away to answer it.

I was just a minute. Back to the door and she was gone. I texted my neighbor at work and asked her to please check the flower beds at the other end of the house when she got home.  My neighbor wondered if the goose was looking for a place to nest. I thought she looked like she’d been driven down into the timber by the wind we had.
 
I’ve watched Canadas, here and in Tennessee, where they are everywhere. They mate for life and they often let one of their offspring live and fly with them long past the age when they should leave the parents. Hook in hand, back on my couch, I started thinking. We get to that point sometimes in life. We are confused, don’t know which way to go, who to listen to, how to do what we think we can’t. We have a road map for that. The Bible. Tells us how to keep going. Prayer helps us do that. I’m so thankful for both.
 
1 John 1:4-5, “And these things write we unto you, that your joy may be full. 5. This then is the message which we have heard of him, and declare unto you, that God is light, and in him is no darkness at all.”
 
Psalm 37:4 “Delight thyself also in the Lord, and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.”