Just now listening to my worship station I heard the old gospel song “His Eye On The Sparrow”. Knowing that my Abba Father will take care of me is such a comfort! At a recent women’s Bible study the conversation, swept in a direction by the Holy Spirit, centred around birds and stories that each of us had related to their impact on our lives. I was reminded and shared about how that God used our Lady Gouldian Finches to wake my family the night of our house fire and how that my Daddy’s nickname for me was “Bird”. Each one of the ladies had experiences with birds that had something to do with either their ceaseless songs of praise or God’s provision and protection over them.
As I write this I worry about how I am going to make the bills and about making decisions that a newly separated single mother and caregiver of an elder frets about. I am not designed to carry this burden but God knows that and is putting me in a position to trust Him to not only be my heavenly Father but to be my interim husband. I remember how that when my first husband died my Daddy was standing by my side and I turned to him and sobbed on his shoulder. As he held and consoled me through his own tears I felt an unspoken transfer as my Daddy took up my protection. But at the same time, God was my interim husband. Now as I watch my nearly 24-year marriage take it’s last gasping breaths I have to put my ALL into the Lord’s hands as he is my Heavenly Daddy. My Daddy has been gone now for almost 14 years and I still want to crawl up in his lap and have a good cry. No matter how old my sisters and I got we could always sit on his lap and if we were sad he would give us a “poor baby”. It has to be a completely new beginning as if I were a little girl still living at home without a care in the world. Did I worry then about how my Daddy was going to pay the rent? Sometimes we lived in motels but that was okay because I was with Mama and Daddy. I had a bed to sleep in. I had a roof over my head. I had food to eat (even if it was potted meat and crackers at times). I had a lot more than the sparrows. And ”If his eye is on the sparrow I know that He watches (& cares for) me”, even more so like a Daddy is supposed to care for his daughter!
Do you have a story about the birds in your life? Or of how God provided for you in a divine way? Do you have a favourite scripture that comforts you when you worry? Please share them in the comments below. Your “feed”-back is so much appreciated. I look forward to hearing from you!