One Morning I stepped outside the apartment in which I lived with my family while attending seminary in New Orleans, LA. It was one of those fine fall mornings when the air is clear and cool but not cold… a delightful day. As I sat there, enjoying the morning, I began to notice a rather loud bird singing above my head. Looking up, I saw a mocking bird on top of a nearby telephone pole. That bird was like a musician I once knew… he must have known a thousand songs by heart. I listened with amusement for a while before I noticed what was really happening. Off in the distance, I would hear a bird…
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