As my kids were growing up, Disney movies were a part of our family's lives. For my daughter, the two movies of choice were Beauty and the Beast and The Little Mermaid. For my son, it was Lion King. In fact, when Jonathan was real little and Laura was giving Piano Lessons, we would play in the next room and act out that entire Disney feature presentation. I always had to be "Scar" and he always got to be "Simba."
But there was one Disney movie I just couldn't tolerate...Snow White. Don't get me wrong, I really like the story, especially the Dwarfs. It was watching the movie that rubbed me wrong. Looking back I'm pretty sure the reason I couldn't sit through Snow White was due to her voice, especially when she sang. To me, the voice of Snow White in the cartoon movie was kin to fingernails on a chalkboard.
But I do remember the very beginning of the movie (the little bit I could bare to watch) when Snow White is singing and all of the animals of the forest, especially the birds, are landing on her fingers and playing around her feet. Well, yesterday, I felt like Snow White. Here's why.
My wife and I love the many birds and chipmunks in our yard (OK...I'm the only one that likes the chipmunks). We have 5 bird-feeders and a birdbath and love to sit on the back porch or watch out the window and identify the beautiful birds of northern Michigan.
Yesterday, I stood at the large picture window in our bedroom looking at the suet feeder right out the window, so close you could reach out and touch it. On the feeder was a beautiful male Downy Wood-pecker. And right next to it was its female counterpart. Just beyond the feeder three stunning Blue Jays were playing in the birdbath while two chipmunks chased each other around the tree holding the suet feeder. It was so surreal. I felt like I was in a fairy tale. I kind of felt like Snow White. I almost even started singing in a high, squeaky, irritating voice.
I love God's creation! It's better than any fairy tale!