Just the other morning my son called me, "Mom, come quick! You've got to see this really fat bird!" I hurried over to the window to see a very small bird (it did have a round belly) perched on the rail of the front porch. I was surprised that it didn't fly off after both boys and I noisily crowded around the window right next to its perch.

There are butterfly bushes planted beside the porch, and they are just about as high as the porch rail. Suddenly, the little bird lunged at one of itty-bitty butterflies. It lost its balance and missed the butterfly, but the bird quickly returned to its spot to wait. When another butterfly flew close, the bird flapped its wings and went after it.

It was very interesting to watch the bird hunt in my butterfly bushes. I have to admit that I was a little glad he wasn't successful at catching his prey. As I went on about my day I thought how smart the little bird was. He was hungry; he went where the food could be found.

It wasn't long before I realized that I'm not nearly as smart as that wren. When I'm dissatisfied, sometimes I seek to fill that with facebook, friends, food, reading, tv, or any number of things. Often my dissatisfaction arises because I haven't been spending enough time with God. Why does it take me so long to recognize that I'm not filling up on God's Word and His presence, that I'm not even close to what I need? I'm so grateful that He is always there when I come to Him.