A Little Story-The Boomerang

Jack has wanted a boomerang for quite a few months now.  Every time we go to the post office they have the painted ones for sale there. You know the ones that look nice, but probably are as likely return as a tree branch.  So we have kept putting it off. I know he has even prayed about it.

Yesterday we went to Healeville Sanctuary, we have done this a few times now as we have a yearly zoo pass, and get to go for free.  At the sanctuary they have a Bird show/presentation, that we have seen a few times now.  On this particular day they had a man called Murrindindi there doing a display  and talk about the local aboriginal people of the area.  It was really interesting and Don and I learned quite a bit.  They were the only tribe out of all of Australia, to use a returning boomerang, and they used it to hunt ducks.  They would throw the boomerang into a flying flock and knock a few down, then roll them in river mud and cook them in a hot fire until the mud dried hard.  Then they would split the hard casing, the feathers would stay in the mud, and they were left with a nicely cooked duck, with no guts, as the heat shrivelled it away in the fire.  Certainly beats the plucking, gutting, cleaning etc.

Anyway I digress, Murrindindi proceeded to do a boomerang throwing display,  catching the boomerang nine times in a row.  Jack was ecstatic!  I mean Murrindindi could not have had a more captive audience.  Jack would stand up and shout 'AWESOME' pumping his fist in the air every time he caught it.    Murrindindi mentioned that he would sell boomerangs that he had made after the show for $15 each.  We did not have $15 in cash and we were contemplating how we were going to tell Jack after the show.  At the end of his display Murrindindi told the crowd that he was going to do something that he never did, and he gifted the boomerang he was throwing to Jack.  It was a God moment.  I had tears in my eyes as he came over and handed it to Jack.  Jack took it and told Murrindindi 'You're awesome mate, thank you.' and then as Murrindindi left, 'Thank you Jesus' (more fist pumps in the air).  He proceeded to show every other patron of the Healesville Sanctuary.  As we left, one of the staff told us that Jack must have made an impression on Murrindindi,as he never gives away his boomerangs.

I love that God hears the desires of our heart and delights in surprising us.