Take Heart Children of the King!
I saved a Bluebird.
I heard rustling in our wood stove insert. I was not sure what it was for a while – a mouse, snake, or bird?? But, I am not the bravest when it comes to varmints, or any small creature that moves quickly. It was too dark to see anything through the small glass window and whatever it was would be covered in ashes. When I told my husband, he said it was most likely a bird that fell into the chimney. He said it will not live if it couldn’t figure out how to get back up there, but that if we opened the insert door it would fly all over the living room and house, scattering ashes all over the place. That was not a pleasant thought. I listened a while longer and decided I would take my chances and opened the door. When I did, it didn’t fly out and without thinking too much I just picked it up and I carried it outside. It laid very still on it’s back in the palm of my hand. Needless to say I was so surprised. I wiped some of the ashes off of it and it was a beautiful little bluebird. I sat it down on a bench and it promptly flew off. So, I saved a bluebird. Not the most earthshaking event in the history of humanity but in light of being mainly homebound for most of this year, it was a moment of purpose.
Most days I am busy taking care of my family and house, checking on friends and others in need, praying and reading and puttering around the home. But it seems life has gotten a lot smaller and it doesn’t look like it will change for a while. But I don’t want to just exist and I don’t want my life to “finish out my days with a moan” as Psalm 90:9b says. I want to have purpose and passion and right now my purpose and passion is to spend as much time as I can before the Lord, learning more about Him, praising Him for His many blessings and being light and enjoying the family He has blessed me with. I know that I can pray! I can fill those Golden Bowls that are the prayers of the saints (Rev. 5:8). I can offer words of encouragement to those around me. And I can worship the Lord right in my home and sing praises to His Holy Name!
Yes, there are days that “I lie awake; I have become like a bird alone on a roof” (Ps. 102:7), but I REMEMBER all the Lord has done for me, and His people throughout the ages, and I rejoice that I know the God who cares! Take heart you children of the King. He is still God and He has not forgotten us. “Are not five sparrows sold for two cents? Yet not one of them is forgotten before God. Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.” (Luke 12:6-7)