God never ceases to amaze me and, in this case, amuse me. We need to have our house re-roofed. Everytime it rains we have a new leak. My husband gets up on the roof and patches the leak only to have it happen someplace else the next time it rains. Our patio roof also decided to start leaking. My husband discovered that it was suffering from dry rot, so he tore the whole thing down. Now we need to not only choose a roofer, but we need to rebuild the patio before the roofer can start the project. This whole weekend was dedicated to working on putting up the patio roof. Well, God had other plans.
Rewind 8 months - I quit my job because I felt like it was what the Lord was asking me to do. We made the decision that we would try life with me not working and see how it went. I haven't had to go back to work and somehow our life style hasn't even changed. Everytime I think we may have to take money out of the bank to make ends meet, the Lord provides a few hours of overtime and the bank account remains untouched.
Fast Forward to today - My hubby is on call. The phone rang at 7:00 am. He left to supervise a search and is at this moment coming up on his 11th hour of overtime. I just spoke to him and he won't be home any time soon. The money will be a huge help in paying for the wood, that is lying all over my backyard, that will someday be a patio. I'm really not sure that my husband sees the humor in the situation, but he does believe that God answers our every petition and provides for our needs. I think that he might be questioning why the overtime couldn't have come when the patio was done, but all I know is that God is good.
My husband hates Crows. He doesn't find them to be a particularly attractive bird and he can't stand the noise they make. Around our house they are something like a black, flying rooster. They start making their obnoxious noise as soon as the sun comes up. Sometimes we will have a couple of them in our yard and they will yell back and forth. My husband has been known to go outside and knock two shoes together or clap his hands real loud in an attempt to make them fly away. This has always made me laugh because as soon as he comes in the house they come back into the yard. One year, for his birthday, I bought him a stuffed crow. Just to bug him. He wasn't impressed and the crow quickly became a fall decoration. Well, yesterday, while working on the patio the following happened:
Him: (Walking towards the back of our property) "What is that?"
Him: "There is a huge nest in this pine tree."
Me: "What kind of a bird builds that big of a nest? Could it be an owl?"
Him: "I don't know, but it's huge! I don't see anything in it right now though."
We go back to working on the patio. Hubby is busy sawing and I glance up to that tree occasionally.
Me: "Ummmm....(barely able to contain my laughter and subsequent sarcasm) Honey, there is a bird in the nest now."
Him: "Really? What kind?"
Me: "It would be of the crow persuasion."
Him: "No way! Are you kidding? It is not staying. I'm going to knock it down."
Me: "Oh, no you're not! That wouldn't be right."
Him: "Fine! One spring! Next year if I even so much as see a crow in one of those trees I'm going to knock down each and every twig it thinks about putting up there."
Several minute pause.
Him: "God did this on purpose. He finds this crow's nest to be very amusing. He's up there laughing at my expense. I just know it. How can he even stand crows? What was he thinking?"
Me: Uncontrollable laughter.
How much noise do you think a nest of baby crows will make anyway?