Bird Brain 'The difference between freedom and free will'

Like chattering magpies we flock, we preen, we groom
We gather shiny bits and pieces to feather our nests
And then we tarnish them with neglect or abuse
Or lose them, distracted by the next one

We've already collected the prize sought by all
Not the God given one, that's free will
Which has been given freely to all
What we do with it is up to us
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Ray Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 3:07 PM
Exudes sagacity, this poem reminded me of my Mothers advice....paradise is between your ears and that is your job not the worlds....which is the powerful blow in the last line....
Ray Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 8:17 PM
The 6th century theologian Boethius points out that bad luck is not the fault of God, but the odds of things just happen, and sometimes that is to teach you not to live in illusions,forces you to build resilience, find true friends. Bad things happen in life and God, exists completely outside of time. God views the entire timeline (past, present, and future) in one eternal "now". Therefore, everything that happens fits into a divine order, even if it looks like complete chaos to us. As Mom would say, things happen, deal with it, it reveals the man you are. The Greek philosopher Bias said I carry with me all my things. He is not talking about possessions; he is talking about character. The greatest gift we can give to God is acceptance, correct our course and move forward in any trial or fortune
Stetson Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 7:05 PM
Thank you, Timothy. We tend to forget about this when we're apt to blame God for something.
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