Canadian geese are so beautiful.

Their contrasting coloring, elegant curved necks and flight formations are a wonderful reflection of God’s creative powers.
But they poop.
They grace us with their presence all around Denver for most of the year. (Migration does not seem to be part of the life of those residing in Colorado.)
And they leave their little gifts of digested food all over lawns and sidewalks.
I could focus on that aspect of Canadian geese or their majestic beauty. Some days, I love their beauty. On other days, I see just the poop.
Lord, help me to see the beauty around me and ignore the rest.
Paul Merrill writes here every first Friday.
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