Again, a new commandment I write unto you, which thing is true in him and in you: because the darkness is past, and the true light now shineth. He that saith he is in the light, and hateth his brother, is in darkness even until now. 1 John 2:8,9
Two Birds Beauty
by - Tzvi Freeman
Every morning in a splendorous forest, the creatures would gather before sunrise about the tree of the tzidikel bird. As the sun reaches the tops of the trees, its rays shine down through the canopy and the tzidikel opens its wings in full glory. A panorama of colors glisten and sparkle in its feathers, dancing in the sunlight like so many magical stars to entertain the bird's delighted audience. Each morning is a more glorious spectacle than the day before. Each morning, all the creatures "ahhh and ooh" in wonder.
All this occurred every day within that dimension of time, until one year a new bird came to the forest. Soon enough, the creatures began to gather at the roost of this new bird each morning, leaving the tzidikel all alone.
"Is she then more glorious than I?" demanded the tzidikel of her few remaining and faithful friends. "How could this be? There are no colors left in the universe that I do not possess!"
"But she," her faithful muttered, their heads hanging from shame, "she has no colors. She is black."
The fury of the tzidikel knew no bounds. She was the perfection of the art of beauty and if black was to be beautiful, then there was no beauty at all. In rage, she tore herself from her branch and flew to see her rival.
There stood the creatures of the forest in silent wonder. Perhaps it was the oils of the black bird's feathers that refracted the light of the sun as a prism into so many rainbows. Perhaps it was the mystery of her absolute blackness or the contrast she held against the bright morning sky. All that could be said is that it was an intangible beauty, not of something that could be painted or described or known in any way. It was beauty as indefinable as black is dark.
"Is she then more glorious than I?!" screamed the tzidikel from her perch above the crowd. "We cannot tell," the animals explained, trembling. "For it is no longer dawn."
"Very well then," cried the tzidikel. "we will have a contest at dawn! But who will be the judge?"
No creature dared volunteer for such a task. And neither could the two birds themselves come to a consensus. So it was decided that the two would appear at dawn at a position known only to them and the first creature to appear would adjudicate their contest.
All night they prepared their feathers and rehearsed their movements all night at their secret post in the forest. And as the sun began to rise, they ruffled their feathers and then with a dramatic swoosh, spread them wide in the most glorious scene ever to come to the most glorious of forests. Yet there was no witness to that scene, none but the two birds themselves.
Until, from behind the bushes below, a sound was heard that almost toppled the tzidikel from her tree in horror. It was the grunt of a wild boar.
Covered in mud and smelling of its own excrement, the boar appeared and yes, even he was delighted with the beauty that encountered him. And the two birds surrendered to the fate of their contest, both spread their feathers and turned elegantly displaying their pride to the pig below.
He grunted, he snorted, he coughed. He asked for a replay again and again. And after an hour or so, he finally set forth his verdict: The black bird was the most beautiful of them.
"If so," cried the tzidikel, "my beauty is not beauty. There is no place left for me." And with that she flew away from the forest, never to be heard of again.
We are all "sinners saved by grace," we have nothing to offer God except our sin filled lives! However, when God's mercy and grace shines on, and then into our black and sinful lives -- we are filled with the light and glory of Jesus Christ our Savior!!
We may look the same on the outside -- but there can be no mistaking the joy and the beauty of our Lord Jesus within us. And, when the light of Jesus shines in us and through us -- others will be attracted to us, they will see the difference and want to know what changed us so.
Don't be surprised if you lose a friendship or two, for light can not live in darkness. Once we choose to live in the light of Christ, the darkness has to go.
No one who has Jesus can stumble around in the dark any longer, for His light shines brightest of all -- and we are now a reflection of His light and love!!
So, is your light shining brightly -- are you dispelling darkness wherever you go??
Two Birds Beauty
by - Tzvi Freeman
Every morning in a splendorous forest, the creatures would gather before sunrise about the tree of the tzidikel bird. As the sun reaches the tops of the trees, its rays shine down through the canopy and the tzidikel opens its wings in full glory. A panorama of colors glisten and sparkle in its feathers, dancing in the sunlight like so many magical stars to entertain the bird's delighted audience. Each morning is a more glorious spectacle than the day before. Each morning, all the creatures "ahhh and ooh" in wonder.
All this occurred every day within that dimension of time, until one year a new bird came to the forest. Soon enough, the creatures began to gather at the roost of this new bird each morning, leaving the tzidikel all alone.
"Is she then more glorious than I?" demanded the tzidikel of her few remaining and faithful friends. "How could this be? There are no colors left in the universe that I do not possess!"
"But she," her faithful muttered, their heads hanging from shame, "she has no colors. She is black."
The fury of the tzidikel knew no bounds. She was the perfection of the art of beauty and if black was to be beautiful, then there was no beauty at all. In rage, she tore herself from her branch and flew to see her rival.
There stood the creatures of the forest in silent wonder. Perhaps it was the oils of the black bird's feathers that refracted the light of the sun as a prism into so many rainbows. Perhaps it was the mystery of her absolute blackness or the contrast she held against the bright morning sky. All that could be said is that it was an intangible beauty, not of something that could be painted or described or known in any way. It was beauty as indefinable as black is dark.
"Is she then more glorious than I?!" screamed the tzidikel from her perch above the crowd. "We cannot tell," the animals explained, trembling. "For it is no longer dawn."
"Very well then," cried the tzidikel. "we will have a contest at dawn! But who will be the judge?"
No creature dared volunteer for such a task. And neither could the two birds themselves come to a consensus. So it was decided that the two would appear at dawn at a position known only to them and the first creature to appear would adjudicate their contest.
All night they prepared their feathers and rehearsed their movements all night at their secret post in the forest. And as the sun began to rise, they ruffled their feathers and then with a dramatic swoosh, spread them wide in the most glorious scene ever to come to the most glorious of forests. Yet there was no witness to that scene, none but the two birds themselves.
Until, from behind the bushes below, a sound was heard that almost toppled the tzidikel from her tree in horror. It was the grunt of a wild boar.
Covered in mud and smelling of its own excrement, the boar appeared and yes, even he was delighted with the beauty that encountered him. And the two birds surrendered to the fate of their contest, both spread their feathers and turned elegantly displaying their pride to the pig below.
He grunted, he snorted, he coughed. He asked for a replay again and again. And after an hour or so, he finally set forth his verdict: The black bird was the most beautiful of them.
"If so," cried the tzidikel, "my beauty is not beauty. There is no place left for me." And with that she flew away from the forest, never to be heard of again.
We are all "sinners saved by grace," we have nothing to offer God except our sin filled lives! However, when God's mercy and grace shines on, and then into our black and sinful lives -- we are filled with the light and glory of Jesus Christ our Savior!!
We may look the same on the outside -- but there can be no mistaking the joy and the beauty of our Lord Jesus within us. And, when the light of Jesus shines in us and through us -- others will be attracted to us, they will see the difference and want to know what changed us so.
Don't be surprised if you lose a friendship or two, for light can not live in darkness. Once we choose to live in the light of Christ, the darkness has to go.
No one who has Jesus can stumble around in the dark any longer, for His light shines brightest of all -- and we are now a reflection of His light and love!!
So, is your light shining brightly -- are you dispelling darkness wherever you go??
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