Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Thoughts Over Breakfast
Thoughts over breakfast (while gazing out the window):
What a cute little bird. I hope she can reach the water. I need to get out there and refresh the water.
Oh - it's okay. She's getting right down in there for her morning bath.
Here comes one of the big doves.
Aw - no more leisurely bath. There she goes.
It's funny. I tend to think that when the Bible says the Father cares for even the little sparrows it is implying that they never have any troubles. But that isn't so. There are all sorts of difficult circumstances they face on any given day.
I tend to smile at the way they take so long to take a drink - hopping from one side of the bird bath to the other, looking in all directions before daring to dip low and scoop up a bit of water. In truth, they are always on the lookout for danger that could come from any direction at any moment.
They don't get to spend their days just soaring above the trees taking in the beautiful view. They must work to find food. It isn't delivered to the nest that they painstakingly built one tiny bit at a time. When the storms come, they must seek shelter from the wind and rain. It is true, the Father cares for them, but that doesn't mean life isn't fraught with struggle and pain. It means He is watching over them. Knowing that, they can fill the air with sweet liquid notes and glide on the wind.
So it is for me. The Father has not promised a life of perfect happiness and comfort. He has promised to be with me in every circumstance that comes my way. Knowing that, I can choose to give Him my worries and cares and soar on wings of faith.
"Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father's will."
"When you pass through the waters,
I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
you will not be burned;
the flames will not set you ablaze."