George Janko

And so in my brain, I was like, oh, Jesus takes care of the birds.

So I was like, Jesus, bring this bird back to its mom.

Like help it, like figure it out.

And yeah.

I'm recording at the time.

And in my, again, not audibly, but like a spirit like kind of told me like, well, if you really feel this way, put your phone down.

and pray to me.

And so I go, okay.

So it's early in the morning on a Sunday.

I'm not gonna lie.

Like I'm a pretty weird dude.

Like, so like in my brain, like sitting here in my underwear, trying to figure out how to get this bird to its mom is hilarious to me.

Cause I can imagine how many prayers are going up to God.

And then mine is like, baby bird needs to go back home.

You know, like bring the bird back home, dad, please.

And so I go to God and I say, Lord, you care about me.

But you also said you cared about the birds.

And I go, this bird is lost.

And then all of a sudden, I felt this overwhelming thing over me where it was like, you are this bird.

this bird is you and you will never be able to fly and soar without me watching you and feeding you and helping you grow and making sure your wings flop the way it should.