The God Who Sees Me
As I lay in bed early this morning, I listened to all the birds singing their praises to the Maker, I prayed and asked the Lord what He would have me write about today. I got up and proceeded to open the front door to walk into my garden when an American Kestrel swooped right down in front of me and quickly flew off into the distance. I stood in awe of God once again as we have a special continual conversation that has to do with Falcons. As a little girl I loved to be outdoors. From morning to night I would go on animal hunting adventures. I was not one of those little girls who loved to curl up on their bed and read for hours. As a matter of fact I hated to read. Until the day that I started reading My Side of the Mountain by Jean Craighead George . I dreamed of running away and living off the land like Sam Gribley and having a pet falcon that would hunt for my food and be my best friend. The first time I saw a falcon in my ar...