Friday, June 26, 2009


You may remember last year about this time of year hearing about my Rose of Sharon rescue. Today, I began to fight the same weeds that were so fierce last year. However, this time, the whole time I was pulling and pruning, I heard this noisy squawking above me. I looked up and saw a face I knew. From my kitchen window, I had seen him many times, and always enjoyed being able to be so close to him, with only a window between us. I knew that he enjoyed that big overgrown bush, but I didn't know how much it meant to him until today.

The closer I got to "his" bush, the more he squawked at me. I figured that there must be a nest, but I couldn't see anything. I stopped all my whacking and pulling, and tried to see what he was so upset about. As I peered into the big massive bush, I saw her. She was so beautiful, and almost invisible at the same time. Her dark wings were spread completely over their home, and she held her most beloved possessions closer than she ever had. She was terrified, yet stayed completely still, unrelenting to give up her position.

Ever so gently, I felt the Father say to me, "Let it go. They're protecting their home and their family." And so, once again, I let down my hands, and I stopped.

As I walked away, I saw the Father's heart so clearly. He is our shepherd, ever watchful, and so vigilant at protecting us. And yet, He stretches out His wings over us, and draws us closer than we could ever know.

He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. Psalm 91:4

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Your comment is a beautiful homily.
Thank you.
Grannie Annie