A duck walks into a movie theater, waddles straight down to the first row and flutters up into his seat. The guy next to him looks over, then double-takes. “Say, aren’t you a duck?” The duck replies, “Indeed, a mallard.” “That’s odd,” says the gentleman, “Why would you fly in to see this movie?” “Well,” said the duck, “I really liked the book.”
On the day the Lord created birds he gave them all the gift of flight but he also gave them other characteristics and anatomical distinctions that, in his wisdom, would help them on their journey. But birds, not unlike the flightless species they share the world with, often failed to see the goodness in God’s plan and tended to complain about the challenging aspects of their winged existence.