Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Converting a Jay Bird #T

An intruder, a Jay Bird’s unmistakable markings were apparent when Reverend opened his garage door on a bright sunny morning. Ah! There he perches amid rafters maze high overhead while refusing the offer of escape by light. Rev. speaks gently to Jay as follows: “Fly out, Jay, you are free; and you must Be tired and frightened.” Jay speaks haughtily: “Don’t be stupid, I like it here amid these tangled rafters, Leave me alone.” Rev. speaks soothingly: “You must understand, Go for the light and liberty.” Jay scorns Rev. by saying: “I will not Be deceived, I will not.” Rev. pleadingly implores Jay: “You will Perish here alone in the heat without Water and food. Look, an open door.” Jay screams: “More deception, I will not Seek the light.” Rev, manipulating long handled fish net Says: “Leave or face capture.” (fear tactic) It did not work. Jay haughtily says: “Watch my speed, grace, My every quirk. Catch me if you can.” The Chase begins: a true obstacle course For Jay and Rev. Rafters above and garage Trivia below. Heat and humidity for both. Result of chase: A perspiring Rev. and A faltering Jay after half-hour contest. Rev. uses plastic pipe as a SHOO-BRUSH No luck. Jay and Rev. are bone weary, but both determined. Jay determined to stay inside. Rev. determined that Jay go. Jay avoiding light & release flies open Mouthed & hard breathing. Jay falls a little lower by the minute, He is scratching the wall to stay up, But is clearly defeated. Jay continues flight with Rev. in hot Pursuit until Jay falls to the floor. Rev. OODLES Jay toward the door & lite. Jay is subdued, epitome of defeat though Pushed outside, but must rest a bit. Rev. says: “See, I told you there was freedom.” Jay Bird took his freedom flight. A Jay he was, a Jay he will be Caring for neither God nor me. Jay caused a lot of wasted time for Rev. & himself. Jay flies in freedom While Rev. cleans his garage floor, But seems pleased with himself. --D. W. Lacy Note: Sometimes we try with Human Jay Birds. (Not all of my father's writings were theological expositions or evangelistic homilies; although perhaps this is both. He was about 84 when he engaged in this contest of wills with the Jay Bird.) ©2005 David W. Lacy

4 comments:

Andrea said...

Powerful message!

Blessings,andrea

PS: You have an award at arise 2 write

Secondary Roads said...

Very well told story and loaded with truth.

Vee said...

Interesting. Had not seen this.

vanilla said...

I thank you for reading Dad's little story, Andrea and Chuck.
(I have checked it out, Andrea. You will see my response soon.)

Vee, there are some interesting items in those old boxes and notebooks.