Stories

Using your Life to the Fullest Measure

 

             One day, far away from anything, there lived a little group of crows. Now there was one particular crow that stood out from all the others. This little crow was no different from all the other crows if you just looked at it but it had one special talent. This little crow could talk to any animal it ever wanted and it could even talk human. It could speak every language you could think of. Now, that was a big, BIG, difference. Its mother didn’t like the fact that her crow was different from all the others, so she sent him away when he was able to care for himself.

 

             The crow was very sad because he thought that his gift could be very useful. He traveled across the whole world looking for a group of crows that would accept him the way he was. Though he came upon a great many flocks, he always felt sad to think that that wasn’t his family, so he’d fly elsewhere.

 

             One day, he came upon a group that was very different. This flock had birds just like him. He was so overjoyed that he found a group like himself. He heard them talking about how they wanted to change the world with there gifts. But who would listen to a group of birds who aren’t necessarily the prettiest of birds, and especially because they were one of the kinds of birds that no one wanted to have around? He rushed over to the bird that looked in charge and asked him if he could travel with them. The leader happily replied that he would be happy to have him join them.

 

             The leader’s name was Blackie, but when he asked what the crow’s name was, all the crow could answer was that he didn’t have a name. Didn’t have a name! Blackie felt so sorry for the poor crow. Not having a name could make someone feel like no one. Therefore, he named the crow Scout. Now Scout really liked having a name. He felt so happy that he flew this way and that, over rocks and trees, over a river, through a group of trees, just about anywhere that his wings could take him. After he got so tired that he didn’t think he could fly anymore, he returned to his group. He liked the sound of that, his group. He never really had anything of his own.

 

             Anyway, when he got back, Blackie wanted to talk to him. No, he wasn’t in trouble for spazzing out or anything. All Blackie wanted to talk about was what Scout’s responsibilities were. He told Scout all the things that a bird has to know about being in a group.

 

             First of all, Scout wanted to know everyone’s names. Now for Blackie, this was the hardest part of all. One minute he thought that the bird pulling up a worm was Ralph, but the next minute, he couldn’t tell if Ralph was in the tree. This made Scout all the more confused. Blackie tried to describe them but that was the big dilemma. You see, all crows are black with black wings. I mean, you rarely see a purple crow, or maybe a red one. The one thing with crows is that you can never tell them apart.

 

             After Scout settled in to the group, he heard the leaders talking. What could they use their talents for? Where could they go? What could they do? Suddenly Scout had an idea. In the “class” he had taken to be able to stay in the group, he learned that there is a God that made them and they should do all they can to glorify him and nothing else. Maybe they could use their gift of talking to anyone and tell others about him. Scout remembered it being call the Great Permission, no, that wasn’t right. Ah Ha! Scout remembered, The Great Commission! He ran over to the leaders and told them his idea. They could spread out, go all over the world, and tell others about God. They all loved the idea.  

 

            They split up into teams of twenty and all got together to say good-bye. They were so excited about their new job, telling others to glorify God. Years went by, and the fifteen groups finally found their way back together. They were all so excited about telling each other who they told that they finally figured out that they had gone everywhere over the earth! They were so excited!!! They had reached the whole earth!!! They couldn’t believe it!!!  

 

            When the lifetime of the birds finally ended, they were proud to be able to say, “We have done everything in our power to glorify God. We will die, knowing that we did the work God planned for us.” Even though the crow wasn’t wanted and accepted into its first group, it found something better, something that it felt was more meaningful. And that was a good feeling.

 

 The End