This has been a burdensome day.  Decisions and challenges are piling on top of my already crowded desk.  It took my best concentrated effort to focus and be the leader of cheer.

When the friendly competition recruits your players, it’s annoying.  After two of my teachers have been recruited away life feels too uncomfortable.  Two big schools will clearly get better with these additions from our small faculty, but we are left hurting.

Well it’s been quite a pity party.  I’m the main act, the complete guest list and the party crasher all at the same time.  Woe is me!

When pressure comes, I am generally unflappable.  Panic is not a common reaction.  Neither is anger.  My typical approach is to systematically tackle one part of the challenge at a time.  This time however, I feel overwhelmed.

I have had two very talented employees who have left for outstanding opportunities.  Can I fault them for that?  Certainly, I want the best for those who have been a part of our team.  Honestly, I am happy for them.  But, I feel abandoned.  Now there is a very difficult slope to climb just to get back to square one.

A few days ago the Lord let me watch a whitetail buck with budding velvet antlers romp in my backyard.  We traded bovine barks.  I was totally taken by the experience and momentarily forgot my troubles.

I have been feeling in need of another reminder of His presence.  But, I thought that my quota for special God-moments was exhausted.  Then, something special did happen.
In the middle of a store parking lot, just as I was pulling into a slot, there she was.  I looked. I smiled.  I chuckled.

Waddling across an expansive asphalt parking lot was a mother mallard.  She was followed by a brood of down-laden ducklings, chirping randomly and bumping into mommy’s booty whenever she paused to dodge a car.

Once she disappeared behind rows of parked vehicles, I smirked up to heaven.  God is still watching.  He is still caring. He is still loving.  Maybe if not tomorrow then eventually soon, the good news will start to pour into my office.

If deer freely roam in my backyard and ducks with their ducklings waddle across parking lots, then there’s got to be good stuff out there just ready to happen.  Things have got to start perking up, don’t they?