God recently called my attention to this passage in an unusual way. I was sitting in my backyard having my prayer time. A sound overhead caught my ear and I looked up. There I saw a bird sitting on a branch, commenting expressively about life. Pausing there only briefly, it soon darted into our property. Its focused destination was a nest that a little bird half its size had built. In its beak, the intruder grabbed a piece of the fiber the nest was made of, and took off. Moments later, it appeared again and repeated this action.
I hadn’t realized it, but there was a baby bird Continue reading Worth More Than Sparrows
