A dead bird..!
A little girl wept as she held the dead bird in her hand. “It died daddy,” she cried and her father’s heart went out to the grief his daughter was going through. “I saw it being attacked by crows. I went downstairs chased the crows away and brought it home. I gave it some water. It was alive a few moments ago. But it’s gone now. Its dead.”
“Child,” said the father as he looked at the little dead bird in the little girls hands. “You gave it a few moments of love before it died.” “Yes,” he said to himself, “she needs to know that the love she gave to the bird just before it died was the love that the little winged creature now carried with it on its journey to the great beyond.” “A great God above,” continued the father, “also heard the pathetic cries of his small creation, and His heart also must have gone out to his little one.” “So, why didn’t God do something?” asked his little one angrily. “He did,” said the father with a smile, “he sent you to the poor bird.” “But I could do nothing to save it,” she cried. “You were not meant to save it,” said the father, “you were meant to give it a few moments of love.”
She looked up at him and her eyes told him quietly to continue. “There must be a billion birds or more flying all over,” continued the father, “birds which grow up, live and die. Bird which die of old age and thousands of them who are killed by bigger birds.” His daughter nodded. “Very few birds just grow old and die. When they age, they become another creature’s meal. That’s how the animal kingdom works.”His daughter nodded and looked down at the dead bird. A tear fell on its soft body. “This is just another of a million birds that went the normal way…. but” “I was able to give it a few moments of love before it died,” said the little girl and suddenly she smiled through her tears.
The father watched as his daughter carried the bird down. He knew that the small creature would be buried in the garden below, but in the face of his daughter there was now a look of peace. “Thank you God,” he whispered as he looked up into the heavens, “for giving her the opportunity of being able to give a dying bird a few moments of love.”