Singin' In Spite Of The Storms!

 

Walking out onto my porch, it was with awe i peered into our little evergreen and saw a nest with 4 perfect blue eggs nestled there. Wow, i thought, this is great, we'll be privileged to get an up close and personal encounter wit new life. It was like being handed and unexpected gift.

 

We watched in fascination over the next few days as another perfect little egg was delivered to the nest, as of yet we had not seen the feathered mama that was blessed with these 5 new lives, though our suspicions said probably a Robin. One day however we walked out to check for any changes in our little hatchery and to our horror all were gone, there was smashed pieces of dainty blue eggs hangin' haphazardly from evergreen branches and scattered carelessly on the earth below. We were left with an empty cold hatchery and endless questions of who could have been the culprit behind such cruelty, was it a hungry snake, or one of the many cranky Blue-Jays or the pathetic looking orange Tabby we had seen wondering through. it was a question we had no answer for at the moment and probably never would. well that's part of the chain of life I guess, we thought sadly as we turned from the empty, sad looking little nest.

  

Thinking over all this i had to think in terms of my life and the similarities there were between these feathered friends life and mine and the attitudes of each of us. I thought of the faith of these small, but amazing creatures, how I have never witnessed any one them ever sitting on my wash line with a grimace over what life had handed them. They have always been up and about the next morning with the same cheery song, that goes on endlessly through out the day.

 

I thought, you know here was this little mama painstakingly caring for these precious little unborn 5, making sure they had a cozy, sturdy little home to welcome them into, only to then one day have them snatched away and never getting to meet those little blessings, and yet.........SHE SANG. And then i thought back a few years  in my own life, when i was so ecstatic over the new life growing inside, and dreaming who this little blessing would like like and how much we anticipated meeting this tiny little person, only to one day wake up and realize, wait, somethings not right, and then to have that precious life snatched away before it ever really began. and then i wondered, through that, could anyone look at me and say, wow, through the pain, she kept her eyes on the Father, and,..........SHE SANG!