Friday, July 5, 2019

Precious in His sight

My husband and I visited a bird sanctuary recently. There were birds from every part of the world. Big, beautiful, colorful birds! And I thought to myself, "Thank goodness I don't have to rely on rolls of film anymore, limiting the number of photos I can take!" There were enclosures from every continent, showing off the best of the best. And there was also a space sectioned off labeled "endangered species". A lot of beautiful birds there too. But as I was leaving, for some reason, I looked down to see the little brown birds there as well. Endangered too. But hardly noticed.

And I can't help but think - am I, or you - feeling like a little brown bird? When so many others around us are striving, driven, reaching for the stars and successfully nabbing them, I am sometimes limited by physical or emotional weaknesses. Some days there is no energy or drive.

Often times I am just up and I'm going through daily, well-established patterns. Much of which are not really noteworthy. Pretty mundane in fact. You too? Going to your job. Cooking dinner. Laundry. Reading or watching TV. Perhaps babysitting. Or on the phone. Sometimes getting up is the achievement of the day. Sometimes a load of laundry is an accomplishment. 

But I'm still here by God's will and purpose. God sees me and knows me and is not disappointed in me.

Like the little brown birds - the regular, run-of-the-mill brown birds - you are cherished by God. More so than you can even imagine.

We may not get noticed by others because of some stunning, beautiful "feather in our cap" achievement. But God sees every little thing.

Look at the birds in the sky. They do not store food for winter. They don't plant gardens. They do not sow or reap - and yet, they are always fed because your heavenly Father feeds them.

His eye is on the sparrow...

And you are even more precious to Him than a beautiful bird. If He looks after them, of course He will look after you. (Matthew 6:26 VOICE)

I know He watches over me...




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