All Right Here
I marveled when I found this little nest today, tucked snugly in winter’s now barren branches. The leaves must have been green, full of spring’s promise, when she first laid the pieces together so very carefully. I doubt she had the smallest inkling that her nest would someday be empty, hollowed out with the imprints of her young still lining the bottom. Her only thought was to build, to nurture, to protect, to feed.
I know what an empty nest feels like. I have spent many days flying and fluttering around this small protected space. I have also taught my children to fly. It’s what mothers do. But still, I keep coming back here, to this little nest that I nurtured for so long. When pondering this sweet nest today I thought of these things, and about how God places seasons in all of his creation. This mama-bird’s nest is intricately made. It is beautiful, but it wasn’t the nest that she cared deeply about. It was her birdies. I doubt she is lamenting her empty nest now. She has left it for another family to use, while she soars into her next season.
May I learn from the birds today. God has wonderful things for me yet to do.
And you too. Find some wonder when you can, and you will find God.
Matthew 6:26 ~”Look at the birds, free and unfettered, not tied down to a job description, careless in the care of God. And you count far more to him than birds.” (The Message)
“We are perishing for want of wonder, not for want of wonders.” ~ G.K Chesterson
Summer's Gone
Well Done
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Every time I come here I fall in love all over again with your exquisite photography.
Thank you, Sarah. You bless me.
Absolutely beautiful and profound. Thank you.
It is very hard to let your birdies fly. It is also very hard when those birdies fly to places that are very far away. I want my children to be close by, but that is not always the case. I know that I can get on a plane to go visit those that don’t live in a couple of hours away, but as i get older my heart’s desire is that they would all be as close as next door. Yes, Mary Anne, that empty nest has lots of lessons to teach us. The Lord is so good and as our Good Shepherd He guides us in pastures that are good for us. I know that I can trust in Him and I do.
Flying is what birds do. Should we decide to keep them from their natural inclination, their natural giftedness – they will die. I understand from where you speak. Mine flew – but what I discovered after their flight – My flight pattern soared into new and adventurous places. They are free to follow their dreams. AND they actually find comfort in a mom that has soared to find her own. We are always chirping with one another via skype! HUGS! Soar sweet Maryann… soar!