Yesterday around noon I strolled out of Wal-Mart and headed for the gas pump. WOW! gas is $1.61 a gallon. I filled my car for half of what I did this time last year. I was at the pump and humming a tune.  A big black Crow hopped by in perfect rhythm with my tune. I like it when that happens. It is one of those simple and ordinary things about nature that makes me feel connected to the universe.

Then I noticed that the Crow’s leg was wounded and her rhythm was in response to the pain in her leg. My humming stopped and I felt sad that I had been so self-centered to think that the Creator had that particular Crow cross my path for a moment of pleasure.

The experience with that dear Crow gave me pause to ponder those situations in life in which folks find humor in others suffering. The example came to mind of people who are over weight and how they are the topic of either ridicule or the butt of a joke. But here I go again taking life way beyond serious and into the topic of pain. Perhaps it is that my own pain is fading and my focus is less on my own wounds but instead is directed toward other creatures. SWEET!