Finally, it flew towards the door which we opened and, much to the cat's dismay who was eyeing it as a plaything, away it went to freedom.
How often do we bang against closed windows in our own lives?
And when the blinds come down we think all is lost.
Perhaps God is just being mercifully redirecting us to a greater life?
Something to think about when we can't break through and the darkness comes down … there is always hope.