The bird who couldn’t chirp

 There was a bird who couldn’t chirp.

When he was born his parents were so proud!

A little boy-bird to raise; He would soar above the storms and sing praises to Yahweh! 

But at the respective time when all of his friends begin to chirp no sound came out…

Oh he tried but he was very very different …this bird… he just couldn’t chirp.

He didn’t get sad he thought that he could figure out other ways to communicate!

And he did…

But these other ways of communicating were a nuisance to everyone.

He would peck and peck and peck to try to explain his needs but the pecking bothered everyone around him and destroyed the little nest.

They’re little nest, the little home was so tidy before but now it was a mess because this bird …he just couldn’t chirp.

The little bird was not sad or mad at God because he figured out other ways to praise! He would flap his wings or fly in unusual ways but no matter what no matter how much time went by the little bird could not chirp.

Father-bird was sad because he longed to have a son who could sing beautiful tunes and follow in his footsteps.

Mother-bird grieved the most. She still sang but they were sad tunes.

Mother-bird didn’t understand. Did she do something wrong? How would this bird-son blend in with the world? What would happen when she died? 

She didn’t like the way other animals looked at him. 

She thought he was scorned as an outcast and she became very sad.

Mother bird and Father-bird adapted their nest and made it as comfortable as possible for bird-son to live in their home and communicate the best he could. Because even after many many years the little bird now bigger and stronger just could not chirp. 

One day Father-bird had a dream of a special place with rainbows and no tears and no pain and no death and no predators and in this place his bird-son could do more than chirp- he could sing! This dream made everything better because in this special place everyone could sing even bird-son.

Life was hard for bird-son living in a world where everybody chirped but him.  Gradually, he understood he was different and he didn’t mind being different because he always remembered the dream and that gave him hope.