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Ruining the song of a bird

This talks about homosexuality.

There was once a beautiful bird, God has made him to sing a different song than he is singing. The new song is due to nothing less than interference, usually starting from an early onset. The interference can both stem from within the bird and outside the bird.

The bird lost his God-given song and began singing a subpar one. We can no longer identify the bird with its former glory. It has become empty and changed, corrupted. His melody is no longer sweet and all that has been beautiful about him became dull.

Who can make him sing his song again? It is none other than the one his voice was made for.

He seemed like an outcast, other birds discarded him because he sounded different. It would be better if the bird wanted his song back, his beautiful song, but a wild snake convinced him that his broken voice was still the most beautiful in the world. He lies, because that is what he does. His words were far from the truth. The snake didn't care about the bird and so didn't tell him the truth.

Some beast ignored the bird because he wasn't a part of his own kind, "his song isn't affecting him, so why should I care if he could sing or not?"

While some told him that the new song was better that the old song, these animals blindly encourage, seeming to care but deep inside could care less.

Two people, were his song made for; his creator and his mate. Only they can make him sing again...

"The broken bird sings again,"
this is the song he would later proclaim.

"Therefore prepare your mind for action; discipline yourselves, set all your hope on the grace that Jesus Christ will bring you when he is revealed." 1 Peter 1:13

"He was destined before the foundation of the world but was revealed at the end of the ages for your sake." 1Peter 1:20

"You have been born anew, not of perishable seed but of imperishable seed, through the living and enduring word of God." 1Peter 1:23
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From a lilly in her precious garden,
Taiwolilly🌼❤

Do let me know what you think below. You're greatly loved.

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