When we moved into what I call our “Leave It to Beaver” house five years ago it had a tree that had died but was left standing for the most part, and it was about 10 to 15 feet tall.
It had several places where birds had carved out holes and built nests inside the tree. The Blonde enjoyed playing June Cleaver and watching these birds come and go while she looked out of her kitchen window.
One day I came home and saw her throwing what looked like pieces of carrots at birds as they were entering one of the holes in the tree. It turned out they were carrots. The Blonde said that’s all she had to use as a weapon.
Here’s the story. Some birds were trespassing and the original builders were not being allowed into the nest. Jennifer lost the battle. I guess that’s how nature works. Survival of the fittest is what I mean. Bigger bully birds get to evict smaller birds.
The world’s greatest three-legged cat named Oscar lives in our backyard. Last night we heard birds throwing a fit so we went out to investigate. A baby blue jay had fallen out of a nest and the parents were not happy, probably thinking they needed to protect the child from Oscar.
With only three legs and a slothful attitude he is not much of a threat but Mr. and Mrs. Blue Jay didn’t know that so they had good ol’ Oscar Boy pinned down under a piece of patio furniture.
The baby bird couldn’t fly and was clearly frustrated so June Cleaver went to work putting out bird feed and water knowing that the baby bird was probably not going to be able to make use of it, but at least she was trying and I appreciate her heart.
We watched this small bird hop back and forth along the privacy fence for hours with no clear solution on how to get back into the nest.
We had a mulberry tree in our back yard when we lived in the historic district (this means close to the railroad tracks) of Waxahachie. We had a clawfoot bathtub in our 100-year-old house, and I know this is too much information, but when this tired, old, cynical pastor would soak in that bathtub after a long hard day I could see birds through the window eating those berries and I often thought about how God’s Word is true.
In Matthew 6:26, Jesus said, “Look at the birds… they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.”
Back to the blue jay story: I don’t know what the fate is of this baby bird that fell out of its nest, but I do know that God sees it and knows it on an intimate basis. In Matthew 10:29 Jesus said, “Not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing about it.”
I’ve got another bird story involving the Blonde but I have rambled for too long.
Here’s my point: I’m encouraged by God’s Word, what I’ve seen and what I’ve experienced. If God cares about the bird in our backyard and provides groceries for other birds on a regular basis then He must really care about me and He must really care about you.
If that’s true, and it is, then God really does have the whole world in His hands and since that’s true you can trust Him with your day today.
He told me to tell you that.
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