Jack’s Winning Words 11/10/21

“Are you a lark, an owl or a hummingbird?”  (John Medina)  This “bird” story headline caught my attention recently.  It was a story about sleeping habits: .lark (early-riser), owl (stays up late), hummingbird (flits between the two).  Most of the time I’m a lark.  But beyond that, what kind of bird would you want to be?  a soaring eagle, a singing canary, a homing pigeon?  Apart from the noise they make, I’d like to be a crow.  Maybe a more introspective question: “What kind of bird are you?”  Ornithologists estimate that there are about 10,000 different bird species in the world.  There must be a you and me out there   Have I seen or heard you?   .  ;-)  Jack

FROM WILLMAR REV:  "Hummingbird" with a spiritual song or hymn in my heart! As someone once told me, "might sound like a crow down here, but always a canary up in heaven!" 0;-) ===JACK:  The Bible mentions a dove coming down from Heaven, but nothing about canaries or crows.===REV:  Remember that old Roy Acuff song, “The Great Speckled Bird”? 0;-) 

1. What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's Holy Word.

2. All the other birds are flocking 'round her
And she is despised by the squad
But the great speckled bird in the Bible
Is one with the great church of God.

3. All the other churches are against her
They envy her glory and fame
They hate her because she is chosen
And has not denied Jesus' name.

4. Desiring to lower her standard
They watch every move that she makes
They long to find fault with her teachings
But really they find no mistake.

5. She is spreading her wings for a journey
She's going to leave by and by
When the trumpet shall sound in the morning
She'll rise and go up in the sky.

6. In the presence of all her despisers
With a song never uttered before
She will rise and be gone in a moment
Till the great tribulation is o'er.

7. I am glad I have learned of her meekness
I am proud that my name is on her book
For I want to be one never fearing
The face of my Savior to look.

8. When He cometh descending from heaven
On the cloud that He writes in His Word
I'll be joyfully carried to meet Him===JACK:  Have you ever used this song as a hymn in church...or had it as "special" music?  I could see preaching a sermon, using it as a theme.===REV:  I’ve only heard it most likely on the old “Hee Haw” show with Buck Owens…too old country for the churches and hymns I’m acquainted with on a regular basis. 0;-)===JACK:  "Gimme that old-time religion (once in a while).

FROM INDY GENIE:  Hummingbird here…I flit between the two.  I love the early morning and the late night.  I once had a dream that  I was an eagle. The soaring was so real, I can still feel it. I swooped between skyscrapers and soared in the open air! Awesome.===JACK:  I'm one who has many dreams.  Most of them are "thrilling", like the one you describe.  I even keep a journal listing some of my best dream experiences.

FROM SR IN SJ:  tweet, tweet!  I am a lark and an owl .  does that mean I take lots of naps? (YES!)  Which bird would I like to be?  I think a wren because I like its song! (And, also, because I do better being at home in small places,😌 more intimate surroundings)===JACK:  A great answer!  We have a wren house on our front porch, and it's occupied every Spring.  They certainly are an industrious bird.  We also have a humminbird feeder.  They certainly seem to use alot of anergy flapping those little wings of theirs.  I wonder if they ever take naps? ===SR:  Thanks for your response to my choices of birds.  Let me sing for you and Joan too. . . . and flap my wings!===JACK:  I think that I'll pass on that. 

BTW< Speaking birds…have you heard Little Jimmy Dickens sing: May The Bird Of pParadise Fly UPp Yout Nose?  You can Youtube it. Here are the lyrics so you can sing along…

 One fine day

as I was walkin' down the street

Spied a beggar man
With rags upon his feet
Took a penny from my pocket
In his tin cup I did drop it
And I heard him say
As I made my retreat:

"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!
"May an elephant crush you with his toes"
"May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose"
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!"

My laundry man
Is really on his toes
Found a hundred dollar bill
Among my clothes
When he called me I came runnin'
Gave him back his dime for phonin'
And I heard him say as I turned to go

"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!
"May an elephant crush you with his toes"
"May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose"
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!"

I was way behind
One day to catch a train
The taxi driver said:
"We'll make it just the same!"
A speed cop met up with us
And as he wrote out the ticket
I stood by politely waiting for my change

"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!
"May an elephant crush you with his toes"
"May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose"
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!"

"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!
"May an elephant crush you with his toes"
"May your wife be plagued with runners in her hose"
"May the bird of paradise fly up your nose!"

Source: Musixmatch