“Even on my weakest days I get a little bit stronger”
Sara Evans
Woodette came to mind from time to time, more in jest than because I thought she’d ever show up again.
She was long gone so I figured I was in the clear.
Anyway, my friend didn’t seem to mind my advice and I knew she needed to hear it.
In a previous post, Letting Go Is Hard to Do, I introduced Woodette. She’s a woodpecker I’m certain God sent to hammer on the back of our house, and to hammer home the lesson of letting go. Woodette nearly drove me crazy for six months. When she left, I thought “lesson learned.”
That was, until the banging started at 11:13 a.m. on Thursday, October 7, 2010.
“Wouldn’t it be funny if Woodette came back?”
I remember thinking this just days before she returned, probably because I had an inkling my friend’s life was none of my business. But seriously, was Woodette on call?
Within two days, I received two more signs. All the while, Woodette pecked.
The first was a post in my inbox about letting go. Nothing aha-like about that one. It could have happened to anyone.
But then came the second sign, the one from my husband who had no idea I’d returned to meddling and no idea Woodette was back.
He called to tell me a funny story about a place he found that refinishes old doors.
“You’re not going to believe the name?” he said.
“What is it?” I asked.
“The Woodpecker Shop. Isn’t that funny?”
“Yes, that’s hilarious.”
I’ve always heard God speaks in a still small voice, but I promise you, that afternoon I heard chuckles.
What character defect keeps showing up in your life? Have you gotten any funny reminders about letting it go?
WRite wHere I’m supposed to be – God, I’m keeping reminders close at hand. We’re good for now, right?
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Letting go is a lifelong process, I’m convinced! Love that there is someone else who needs God to send someone to literally bang on their wall to get their attention. We are kindred spirits.
I’d love it if these kindred spirits would “GET IT” and get it soon! Of course, God would probably be very pleased as well.
I call it riding shotgun. I try to put God in the driver seat, but often
end up racing Him to the car! He drives a lot better than
me, go figure.
I think I get the “made in His image” part confused. That doesn’t mean I AM Him, just that I should strive to be like Him. : ) I can picture you racing Him to the car – what a funny image.
Great post that reminds us we are not in charge. I love Merlinda’s comment that He drives better than we do. Now if we could just get comfortable in that passenger seat.
I guess it’s universal – we want to be in control even though we know better. I’m a visual learner so the car image may help especially when I see myself fighting Him for the steering wheel.
Oh, by the way Agnes, you and Merinda have very close birthdays. Her’s is tomorrow.
Now I’d be thrilled to have a woodpecker nearby (I say that but ask me if it’s tapping at my wall)…but I love birds…with that in mind…I should be so tolerant of my fellow human beings…your lesson is a lesson to me…who’d have thought that one woodpecker could make a difference in so many lives!
Woodette sure was special, and I’m happy she’s sharing her gift somewhere else these days.
Yes, be very careful what you wish for. I love having woodpeckers in the neighborhood, and hearing them hammer at trees. It’s a very different experience when it sounds like they’re hammering at my head (yes, my hard head). Lol.
Love you, my bird lovin’ friend!
I’m looking to buy a Woody hat just like that if someone knows where to find one.
Tony, I bought this in the men’s department at Target. It’s been a while, but if something’s popular, they carry it for a long time. Good luck tracking one down.