“Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?” Matthew 6: 26-27
Last spring I went out to the porch to water my plants and discovered that a mama bird had made her nest in the middle of my hanging impatiens. Inside the nest were four tiny eggs. There was a flower pot setting on a table on the porch, so I transferred the nest to the pot. Thankfully, the mama bird wasn’t upset with the change in plans, and a few weeks later, four, fluffy baby birds hatched. I had a front row view of them from my living room window to watch the mama bird fly in and out, feeding and caring for her babies.
A few weeks after the eggs hatched I sat down on the couch and looked out the window to enjoy a few minutes of bird watching. The baby birds were chirping and moving about, more active than in previous days. Suddenly one of the birds jumped out of the flower pot onto the table, then immediately jumped down to the porch. I felt panicked! I had to get it back into the nest! I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a large spoon then ran out to the porch. Gently, I scooped the baby bird up with the spoon and “poured” it out into the nest. As soon as it landed, two other birds jumped out! It was my fault! I had scared them all, and now I’d never be able to make them stay in the nest. I began to worry that the mama wouldn’t know where they were, that they would get eaten by a cat, that I had created this tragedy.
The last bird jumped out of the nest. All four of them were now hopping aimlessly around the porch. Even if I could get them back into the nest, it would be useless. They would just hop right back out. I stood back and watched as the first bird hopped right off the porch. Running to look over the railing, I saw something unexpected. The baby bird was starting to fly! It was taking brief flights, flapping its wings wildly. Hop, hop, flap, flap, fly! Over and over, testing its skills. Seeing their sibling moving out into the world, the other birds one by one followed suit until they were all up in the tall pine trees.
Sometimes it’s hard to trust what we don’t understand. Change can happen in the blink of an eye. We make our plans, move through our day, then suddenly something happens that changes everything. Fear grips us and we either become immobile or we work passionately to set things back in order….our order….our plans.
God tells us not to worry. What can we change by worrying? He’s got this! If He cares so much for the birds (and the bugs and yes, even the spiders), how much more does He care for us? Even when we don’t understand why things happen the way they do, we can trust that our Father will give us what we need to deal with any situation. Trust Him enough to move forward, confidently knowing that His timing is perfect, and He will be there to teach us to soar above any obstacle we face.