Much More Than Talking to Peacocks

“Come here,” my husband Rick said. “You gotta see this.” I followed him out to the chicken pen. “See it? Sitting on top of the pen.”

“Is it a buzzard?”

“No, it’s a peacock.”

“You sure?”

“I’m positive. There’s another one on the ground. Both females. Probably wandered to our yard from somebody’s flock.”

Later that day…

“If you talk to them, they’ll follow you,” he said.

“Talk to peacocks?”

“Sure.”

“What do you say?”

“Pretend you’re a peacock.”

Just to prove my husband wrong, I squatted in the grass, waddling along behind them. “They don’t like me. They ran the other way.”

“Give them some chicken feed. And talk to them.”

“This is silly. They’re not coming back.”

“Have a little faith.”

“They won’t even look at me.”

“You have to talk to them. I’m serious.” He laughed.

“You don’t sound too serious. I think you’re setting me up to look stupid.”

“Be patient.”

I started clucking my tongue.  No response. “Here pretty little peacocks, come here. Come see me.”

“Keep talking,” he said. “They’ll come.”

“Hey, pretty peacocks. Come here.”

This time they turned toward me. I couldn’t believe it! “Look! They’re coming!”

“Yep.”

 

 This is about  much more than talking to peacocks.

It’s about not giving up.

Even if you’re tired.

Even if you look foolish.

 

“I’m hand-feeding peacocks in my own back yard. I can’t believe it!”

When your best efforts are producing nothing…

When you want to throw your hands up and walk away…

Don’t.

We never know what surprises God has in store for us.

Love,

Julie

 

 

Comments

  1. oh my goooodness!!! The message, which is so powerful, is just what I needed today. And the fact that you had peacocks in the backyard is just over the top amazing!
    (where are they now??? Are they ok???) xooxo

    • I know–couldn’t believe it, Robin. In our own backyard. No, they stayed with us for about 2 weeks, and then went on their merry way.

  2. Katie says:

    Love that you had peacocks!! Can’t believe it! So pretty 🙂

  3. Anna Haney says:

    He did it again. God sent me what He has been trying to tell me through you, dear friend. There is that word again, patience. Mercy, I need patience with 3 people. Thank You, Father. Thank You for peacocks and Julie

    • Anna, I’m praying for you and your “P” word.

      Yes, Lord, thank you for Peacocks. When I wasn’t expecting them!! And that I learned how to talk peacock! 🙂

  4. Rick so gets you. For some reason that is more amazing to me this morning than the peacocks, ha! I so love experiencing God in nature….who knew…just talk to them and they will come. Enjoy them! One warning, we used to have them at my last house and they would come up on the front porch to eat the flowers in the pots….but it was worth it! I remember sitting inside with my kids and watching those peacocks all those so many years ago. God’s creations touch the Creator in us for sure:)

    • Ha! I’m laughing out loud, Tom!! Yep. He gets me. And his sense of humor is so wicked, he’d trick me into talking to peacocks.

      NO WAY–YOU’VE HAD PEACOCKS!! We didn’t know of anyone who’d ever actually had peacocks wander up!!!

      I can’t believe it. Maybe they’re your peacocks?! If they come back, we’ll make sure to return them. 🙂

      • Ha, they are not mine…I had them when we lived in Grayson. I don’t think they followed us out here:) Wait until you see them fly high into the trees! like turkeys they fly up into the trees to roost at night! Enjoy!

        • They HAVE to be yours, Tom. They keep following you around. 🙂 I haven’t seen them fly–am hoping they’ll come back. They stayed with us for a few weeks. They’re probably headed back your way. 🙂

  5. Thank you so much for this post today, Julie! I really needed to read it. I am not the most patient person, so I tend to get discouraged easily. God wants us to wait on Him but we tend to take things into our own hands because of our impatience. Reading your post reminded me of the phrase, “Good things come to those who wait”. 🙂

    We have wild peacocks out here! You can be driving down our country roads and see one or two wandering around in someone’s field or pasture.

    • Perfect Scripture, Eileen! Wish I’d thought of it. 🙂

      And you have wild peacocks!! I so wish we’d had a male wander up. For as long as my husband and I’ve lived, we’ve never had peacocks come into our yard. Such an amaaaaazing thing to see.

      XOXOXOXOXO

      And thanks for your kind words. Impatience. I get it. Me too.

  6. I LOVE THIS, JULIE…..AND THE MESSAGE IT BRINGS! THANKS FOR SHARING YOUR LIFE.

    • Ohhh, Rita, I’m grinning from ear to ear with your sweet words.

      “Sharing my life.” I guess that’s what I do.

      Hugs to you today!

  7. Patricia Martin says:

    What an inspiring message, Julie! I love how you and your husband, Rick, find God’s love through nature! I think your message today is so inspiring! You must have the prettiest backyard in Georgia. (: Today my grandma turned 80 and we are all celebrating 80 years of blessings!
    love,
    Patricia
    P. S. Gram still says that she is 39 (: in keeping with my family’s tradition of fibbing about age. 0:

    • Patricia, you’re so kind…my backyard? I guess you must’ve seen a good angle. 🙂

      What I think I’m discovering is that no matter where we are, God’s around us. With us. In us.

      Happy birthday to your grandma! What a treat!!! And a blessing. I won’t tell anyone she’s not 39. 🙂

      xoxo

  8. Look at those pretty little crowns on their peacock heads! Amazingly beautiful when you see them up close. Thanks to Rick for encouraging you, thanks to you for being willing to be foolish, and thanks for sharing.

    I really needed this today as I work on a story that I feel really inept about. Can’t seem to get it right. Then Rick’s words hit home. “Pretend you’re a peacock.” Ahhh….that’s what I was missing. I used to write in the voice of the narrator…becoming that person as I wrote the story. I’d forgotten how to do that! This year has been a struggle, and I’m dusty and rusty and trying to get my mojo back. It’s coming…slowly…and the crown of a jewel will perch high on the story’s head when I’m done. I know it. I feel it. I have to trust it and have faith like Rick said to you. Thank you! And thank Rick for me too, will you?

    • I’m grinning, B.J Surely you aren’t pretending to be a peacock… 🙂

      We’ll have to talk soon and catch up again. Ohh, yes, we have to become the narrator–feel what they feel, see what they see. Become THEM. I’m so glad Rick could help you!!

      He reads my blogs and all my comments. He’ll LOVE reading yours. And I’m praying that jewel will perch right on top of your words.

      Keep at it. It’ll come together.

  9. Missy Tippens says:

    What a fun post, Julie.

    I thought for sure Rick was teasing you and was going to video tape you waddling or something like that. 🙂 But no, he was serious! So cool that it worked!

    Thanks for sharing the fantastic message about not giving up. I love God surprises!

    • Me too, Missy! That would be his sense of humor!!!!

      Thanks for reading and writing, my precious friend. xoxo

  10. Sandra Walker says:

    AMAZING as always!!! It’s like opening a Christmas present every Wednesday morning! So lovely, so practical, so like God!

    • You made my day, Sandra. I can’t tell you how much it means to a writer to know we’re touching hearts.

      So much love!!

  11. ha! Awesome!
    Our main library is built on land from an old ranch (they raised dates, olives, citrus, etc.) which has had generations of peacocks wandering around for years. (although I don’t believe I’ve ever seen two lonely pea hens by themselves…)
    Our favorite story is when our middle (red-head 🙂 ~ yeah!) son was about 4, all the guys were leaving the library one evening and the peacocks were milling about, thinking about going to bed. So Alec miraculously perfectly mimicked their cry and then one which was roosting about 10 feet overhead answered him and scared him to death! Even 12 years later he gets requests for his peacock yodel… 😀

    • Melody…………….. this means it wasn’t crazy for me to try to “talk” like a peacock! Can’t believe Alec did it–and it worked. Wish I could hear him do it!!!

      I know, I felt so sorry for the two “hens”–I didn’t know you call female peacocks hens–but they didn’t have a big ole male with them. 🙁

      Thank you for getting my peacock story. I’d never been up close and personal with peacocks before. Quite an experience!

      • You’ll just have to come visit when your porch parties get too cool! We can stroll through the rose gardens & watch the peacocks fan their gorgeous plumage & listen for them to give their mysterious cries… 🙂

  12. Patricia Martin says:

    Hope you have a day as special and great as you are! Sending Arizona sun your way, Julie!
    Love,
    Patricia

  13. Thank you, Patricia! You too!! And this morning is absolutely gorgeous in Georgia–cool, fall weather on the way–some trees with a hint of color.

    Blessings to you and yours.

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