Outside of our door, there is life so fragile.
In the boxwood by the driveway, a mother bird has made her nest. And in that nest, she has layed some tiny little eggs. Lila is fascinated by them.
On Sunday, the little eggs hatched and now there are tiny little birds…just tiny little buds of new life.
I worry endlessly about these little birds.
Will the mother abandon them? It’s a high traffic area there. Kids running by, Caroline barking her head off, cars coming and going. And we’re all so interested in the babies. We have to constrain ourselves to checking on them only once a day. Will they be hurt? Will some well meaning child try to “help” them or move them? Will some force I can’t control come along and hurt them? A bigger animal, some weather situation like wind or too much rain?
They are so fragile, so tiny, so helpless. I look at them and think of human hearts…how easily they are broken, how fragile and tender.
I ask the Lord to protect our baby birds.
He gently reminds me of this: “Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them.”
He knows of our baby birds. He knows their destiny. He knows the plans He has for them.
The truth is, that mother bird is unfazed by our comings and goings. She isn’t stressed about outside influences. She isn’t anxious about weather. She just sits on her nest and regards us with her shiny black eye. She stands her ground, doesn’t leave her babies, but just sits on her nest….We have only really seen those fragile little buds of new life a couple of times…because that mother bird is doing her job. She is not worried.
Her confidence is in the Lord’s provision. She does her part and she knows He will do His.
And then He gently reminds me of this: “Are you not of more value than they?”
Matthew 6:26 pierces my soul and I ask the Lord to write it on my heart. To keep it strong and fresh in my consciousness.
Because I’m not like that mother bird. I don’t just do my part and believe He’ll do His. I don’t dwell in the confidence that He’ll come through for me. I worry and I stress and I strive.
I’m aware of truth.
He is able.
He is good.
He loves me.
He has a plan for me.
And I know that I am more to Him than the birds of the air. I know that He loves me with a whole and perfect love that I can not even understand. I know that He is with me.
But I lack the confidence to not worry.
I’m asking for that confidence today. The confidence of Matthew 6:26.
To set aside my worries and trust the One who has promised to keep me.