A is the first letter of the alphabet. It seems a good time for a getting things in order again, beginning with A!
I hope you have had a relaxing, amazing & fun summer. That you are making special memories to look back on.
I am grateful you take the time to read my posts. I love when you are able to let your voice be heard on the topic, it makes the post all the more richer for your having stopped in.
Spring offers numerous gifts of new life. My yard is full of surprises – floral – greenery – animals. We often say it’s like a sanctuary. Too often I miss the gifts in my distracted attempt to stay on task. Why is this an ongoing battle for me? My journal pages are filled with requests of God to help me to focus, to be disciplined. I guess He wants to keep me in the classroom, in need of Him.
Early in the light of day I often curl up on the end of my sofa to be still. Though the distractions come in my heart and my mind, I make this a place to sit quietly. To wait on the Lord. Sometimes the waiting is a bit fidgety. Other times it’s like having an ocean wave meet me on the shore and roll back out to sea. I return. Hoping for the ability to abide in the vine…my sweet Lord.
I am drawn to birds nests. You will be hearing more about that in future posts. There is something so beautiful about watching a birds nest be formed. The mama bird works tirelessly to bring each tender piece of the homestead to its new perch. The intricacy and detail that holds together against the wind and rain amazes me.
As if it’s not enough to watch this building project from my own perch at the end of my sofa, I have to get closer. Like a child I am drawn to the edge of the nest. To peek over its edge. How in the world do the sticks and hay and mud hold together for me to look upon this masterpiece? A safe place. Created by a mother to care for her young. She knows what’s needed even before they find their way out of the crackling egg. She anticipates every need before one is expressed. I now anticipate with her.
New life is evidenced by the high pitch of the hungry little ones. Mother is not far off. If I am too close in my childlike curiosity, she makes a stir on the nearby branch. As if to say – back off – those are my little ones.
I wonder, as I watch the baby birds stretch their necks for food as they sense their mother coming, is this how my Heavenly Father wants me to be with Him? Waiting. Trusting. Knowing He is watching over me. Protecting me.
Desiring a dependence upon Him in all things. Does He want me to sit quietly waiting for Him?
As I watch their little beaks reach toward the sky, trusting mama to bring nourishment they could not get for themselves, I am reminded that is all God wants of us. A posture of dependence upon Him in all things.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He will make straight your path. Proverbs 3:5-7 ESV
WIll you curl up & trust with me?