Red Birds and Red Trucks

I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust (Psalm 91:2 KJV).

Cardinal close upLast week, Lulu and I happened upon a cardinal trapped in a neighbor’s small chicken coop. He was flying from side to side, frantically searching for an exit.  The temperature was rising, and he refused to calm down and rest. We watched as he tried again to free himself only to land breathlessly on the ground. The way he was behaving, he wouldn’t last long.

I exited the truck—leaving the door ajar—and walked to the coop with Lulu in tow. I opened the cage door and began shooing the chicken while coaxing the bird the best way I knew how. After several minutes, Mr. Cardinal realized the door was open and flew the coop. Literally. Ha!

I locked the door on the chicken coop, climbed into my truck, and cranked up the AC. Yes, it was 80 degrees. I needed the air. Saving birds while shooing chickens is hard work, people. 🙂

Click to Tweet: Saving birds while shooing chickens is hard work! #devotional #memoir

20180225_134919When Lulu opened her door, she quickly stepped back to the rear door. “Mama, the bird is sitting in my seat.”

Sure enough, the bird was sitting in her seat panting with cold air blowing through his tuft of feathers. He wasn’t in a hurry to leave. He had discovered air conditioning was pretty cool. 😉

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I retrieved my phone from the console and took a picture20180225_135418_001. I was sure he would fly. Instead, he just sat there. Enjoying the air. I turned the middle vent toward him, and he turned his head as if to allow the breeze to blow on his face. I took more photos as he rested. Twelve, in all. After his breathing slowed, he sat for a few minutes more and then flew to a nearby fence.

Later, I thought about the spiritual significance of that incident. I often flutter about working to free myself from worrisome circumstances that capture my attention. The more I try, the weaker I become. I often miss my Rescuer standing at the door offering to free me. The pictures of the cardinal remind me that I need to fly to Father’s presence and let the refreshing breeze of Holy Spirit restore me.

Click to tweet: I need to fly to Father’s presence and let the refreshing breeze of Holy Spirit restore me. #devotional #hope

Dearest Lord, when I am fluttering about without an escape, help me to focus on you who stands at the door to save me. Help me to fly into your arms and rest under the refreshing breeze of your Holy Spirit. In Jesus’s name, I pray. Amen

Have you ever gained a spiritual insight from nature?

Finding Peace

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee. Isaiah 26:3

Good morning! For this month’s theme, I chose the word peace. Who doesn’t appreciate a little peace? I know I do! But what about those times when peace seems to allude us even when we’re doing all the right things? You know, those times when we’re showing symptoms of Martha syndrome.

For example, as vessels, we are in need of filling. If we’re filled to the brim with everything around us, we have no room for the things of God. Empty, we have nothing to offer those we meet along the way. That is why we must take the time to rest, rejuvenate, and connect with the Prince of Peace.  Such was a time for me this past week!

As I pondered on this month’s posts, colorful visitors kept dropping by to say hello. Less than ten feet outside my office window, their bright colors kept catching my eyes and diverting my attention from the monitor. It was as if the Creator was inviting me to come away for a moment and enjoy His gifts.

My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away. For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land; The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away. Song of Songs 2:10-13

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O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of the stairs, let me see thy countenance, let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is comely. Song of Songs 2:14

At times, finding peace is as easy as changing our focus.

Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows. Matthew 10:31

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Sometimes, it’s as close as lying beneath the shade of an oak contemplating our blessings.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights… James 1:17

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Peace can be as close as our backyard!

The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament sheweth his handywork. Psalm 19:1

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Such wondrous beauty we often forfeit when we fail to take the time to appreciate God’s gifts. Creation is a testimony of His greatness. Take a look around and drink your fill. I promise you won’t leave thirsty!

What are some things you do, other than reading your Bible and praying, to connect with the Prince of Peace? Let me know in the comments!