The other day I was dwelling a bit on life situations, such as work, bills, is my artwork good, etc. like most folks do at some point or another. I went out to do the chores, and as I walked into the garage, I noticed a bird up at the ceiling of the garage. It was dark out, and she did not want to fly outside through the doors. I took the push broom (the bristles are green) and held it up near where she was perched. After a couple of minutes, she perched on the broom. I then proceeded to move the broom toward the open door at a snail’s pace. She sat there without any concern. Finally we were out the door. I then pulled the broom toward me for a closer look. It was a female sparrow, and she actually hopped closer to me as well. We looked each other in the eye for a couple of seconds, and I asked her if she had a home nearby. She tilted her head a bit, looked around, then flew off to the nearest tree.
This experience brought to mind Matthew 6:26 and 27 which states, (26) “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? (27) Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?” (NKJV) It was so comforting thinking of this verse while watching this small frail creature go off into the darkness of the night alone. They don’t call it the Good Book for nothing!