Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The Call of the Peacock

There are endless ways to be awakened on any given day. Perhaps you prefer the drone of a vacuum cleaner? An alarm clock? Perhaps you prefer your kids to wake you from some sweet dream, screaming at the top of their lungs because they have pooped all in their pampers? Or perhaps you would prefer to wake up to the scream of a peacock?

Now peacocks are beautiful birds and everyone loves them . . . here they have almost divine status, as Orthodox churches cultivate them relentlessly. Now I don’t know if you have ever heard the call of a peacock before, but it is not a pretty sound. In fact if you are in the middle of one of those dreams I was referring to earlier, they could cause you to have a heart malfunction and experience dangerous palpitations! You could easily experience the need for defibrillation after being woken by the call of a peacock!

On the other hand here, the call of the peacock tells you that you are generally in a nice expensive place in the former Yugoslavia. The kind of place your friends all wish that they could be there too. A peacock call, tells you that someone else is going to be preparing breakfast today and that you can sleep in a while longer . . . if the stupid peacock will hush. And so, when I have the sometime pleasure of being awakened by a peacock rather than the drone of a vacuum cleaner, it probably is going to be a fun day.

That screeching peacock signifies that you are far from home and leisure is in the plans for the day. The call of the peacock is like the call of God on our lives. It is startling, uncomfortable, but sweet and warm in it’s implications of being invited in to join the work, by a loving Father who wants you to wake up and get moving.

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