The Little Nest

On top of the hill, near the property line is lone tree. When we walked by the tree the other day there was a gentle breeze blowing. In one of the branches there was a small nest with a little bird sitting in it.

Within an hour there was a violent storm that pelted our area. It nearly tore the umbrella from my hands as I ran to the vehicle. It pounded hard against the windows on the way home….

Today it is sunshine… and there is sparkling grass with the last evidence of the hard rain.

The nest is still there and so is she.

Man oh man what love that must be. No matter what the storms are like – that little creature is committed to the best for her little ones.

I can only imagine what was going through her mind. These eggs matter and nothing will get me off of them – not even this wind and water.

The amazing thing too is the ability that the small bird had to weave the nest so well around that branch. Who taught her to do that?

The Bible states clearly
Luke 12:6-7 (New International Version)
6 Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies[a]? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God. 7 Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Today is a new day….
~ Pastor Murray Lincoln ~