One afternoon last September I looked out of my car window and saw a black bird favoring one leg. Fascinated I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of her. I wanted to know what happened. Was she born this way? Did she get injured and if so how? How did it happen?
Driving past her I had a closer look and new immediately why she favored that side. Her toes were turned completely around facing in the opposite direction on that one leg. Oh how my heart sank and I began to tear up. Just as my eyes welled the Lord dropped a treasure in my heart. A treasure of truth that I know all too well.
Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. Matthew 10:29 (NASB)
Looking at this sweet bird she wasn’t hurting, she wasn’t smaller than the other birds, nor did she appear to be ailing in any way. In fact, she is getting along quite nicely. It is only until I noticed her hop and hobble did I know she was different, special.
Just as the book of Matthew tells us that our Father cares for the sparrows, verse 30 and 31 elaborates further of His great love for us and all His creatures.
“Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.” Matthew 10:29-31 (NASB)
The empathy I had for this bird turned to encouragement. She’s not secluded, set apart or sad about how different she is. She doesn’t beg for special attention to accommodate for her injury or deformity. She has adapted. She has persevered. She has overcome. She lives in victory. She, a random bird, encourages me that no matter what injuries, illness, differences, both seen and unseen, our Father in Heaven sees to it that I and we have all we need to adapt, to persevere, to overcome and to walk boldly in victory. The victory may be ours but the glory belongs to God.
It is finished. It is done.
God bless, Missy
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