Clocked In
Georgia Rose and the summer tanager
A male summer tanager just landed on our deck, and Georgia Rose, our Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, didn’t even flinch. Like she already knew: that bird’s clocked in.
He wasn’t there for drama. He was there for dinner. Wasps, apparently, are the late-afternoon special. Bright red, bold as a stop sign, with a song that sounded like purpose itself. He didn’t care that I was acting like I’d just spotted a unicorn. He had a job, he did it, and he moved on.
And Georgia? Zero panic. No barking. No chaos. Just that calm little grin dogs get when they’re silently judging your overreaction.
So what about you?
You ready for Monday? You got your week mapped with focus and a game plan? That tanager didn’t have a single worried look in his eye. If anything, he looked locked in. In tune with what he was made to do.
That’s the lesson: take it easy, but be purposeful. You’re here, right now, and you don’t know how many sunsets you’ve got left to waste on excuses. Find your assignment and get after it.
Scripture doesn’t mince words about this:
“Look carefully then how you walk… making the best use of the time, because the days are evil.” (Ephesians 5:15–16)
“Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men.” (Colossians 3:23)
“Teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.” (Psalm 90:12)
“Consider the birds… your heavenly Father feeds them.” (Matthew 6:26)
The birds don’t spiral. They don’t doom scroll. They don’t “circle back.” They live the day they’ve been given and trust God for the next one.
From The (Holy Ordinary Boutwell Jones Volume 1. If this resonated, share with one person who might need it.
