I had a restless night last night, full of tossing and turning and little sleep. After being awake for two hours and thoughts running wild in my head, I gave up and got up at 7:30. As of recent, I have found my refuge on the back patio. The house is too stuffy, too filled with distraction and other things that have grown into tiny annoyances. Outside, it’s peaceful. I see birds fly all over and other random creatures go about their lives. So with my laptop and cereal in tow, I headed out there. I turned on the Passion: Awakening CD, hoping to hear a word that would bring me peace, encouragement, reassurance.
After about 30 minutes, I needed to move, do something, so I walked my dogs through the backyards. I got to the hammock in our backyard and this baby bird falls from the tree I’m standing near. I have three dogs and they are not aggressive or anything along those lines, but there are much bigger than birds and very curious animals. Luckily, only one dog saw the bird, Joe. His tail began to wag and he trotted over to figure out what this creature was that fell from the sky. Poor Joe probably thought that he had done something wrong when I told him “no” and attempted to get him to go somewhere else. It didn’t work and knowing I had little time before the other two dogs caught on, I had to think of a way to rescue this poor little bird. I scooped him up in my shirt. And then I proceeded to put him in a flower pot. I know it sounds ridiculous, but there was no other place I could put him safe from my dogs and safe from harm. I took the dogs inside and came back out, trying to figure out what I should do with the bird. He couldn’t fly and had trouble hopping, but I’m not a bird nor am I an expert on birds so I decided to let him go on the stump of the tree he fell from. He clung to the trunk and scooted around to the opposite side, but with each movement, he looked back at me. And before he completely disappeared on the other side, he stared at me for a few moments. I’d like to think he was thanking me, but in reality he was probably making sure I wasn’t going to do anything to him.
After a night full of restless, seeing this bird made me think of a beautiful passage which brought me peace. I knew God wasn't going to abandon me in this time and that He would guide me through.
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” Matthew 6:26
