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Bird Feeders

There's nothing particularly special about a bird feeder. Some are elaborate. But most are utilitarian.

Remove the lid. Add sugar water or seeds birds like to eat. Replace the lid. Wait.

The enormous joy of a bird feeder comes on the other side of the setup and the waiting.

First, one bird alights on the perch and takes a peck of the food. Good. It takes another bite. Then another. And another.

Soon, all the birds in the neighborhood are flocking to the feeder. They aren't all birds of a feather, either. Reds, blues, yellows, oranges. Different species and sizes, all vying to take bites big and small of the food held inside the wondrous invention of the feeder.

Every choice you make for your family is the same way. Will you risk everything for the possibility of great gain? Will you create an adoptive family profile and share it with your agency in the hope a placing family will find you? Or will you keep the bird feeder in a box in your house to gather dust?

Risk creates the possibility for even greater risk. But it also creates the possibility for reward you never imagined possible.

What is one thing holding you back on your adoption journey? What encouragement or information do you need to keep moving forward? Share your thoughts in the comments section below.

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