After seeing a blue bird on a fence in the remaining day light hour before darkness, I walked a few more steps, opened the door and felt the assuring warmth of home wrap her invisible, loving arms around my shivering soul.
I wasn’t thinking of how wonderfully blessed I was to have such unseen opulence embrace and welcome me as I stepped in from the cold, but, as soon as it did, I thanked God.
It’s amazing how we can come to the same home, open the same door day after day and not realize what a blessing it truly is to have.
One of the things this caused me to do was remember to praise, and thank God for abundance of things He has told us in His word not to worry about, or, to give thought to.
(Matthew6 : 25″ Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body more than raiment”?
The ensuing verse illustrates how He takes care of all the needs of the birds of the air also.
(Matthew 6:26″ Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they”)?
Unlike male, and female, roles in our human condition, the male bluebird gets to pick out the home. Of course, the choosing of the dwelling couldn’t be a joint effort anyway, as he only chooses a suitable “House” or, “Covey hole”, to attract a female to come in and make it a home.
Along with his duty of choosing a potential residence, the male Bluebird is responsible to move all the building materials to the lot before beginning his wing flapping, love-sick song and dance, in hopes of attracting an interested companion.
The female ( after the wedding of course ) moves in, does all the decorating, builds the nest, lays the eggs and sees the off-spring through the nurturing days.
How wonderfully well planned and provided for all God’s creatures are.
When these realizations nested in my heart and mind, I could not help but follow through the full gestation of both thoughts to fruition.
First of all, I meditated on, and quoted the verse in God’s Word that kept resonating it’s subliminal, chirping, Tweedledee, sing-song through the surround sound system of my soul:
(Matthew 6:33 “But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you”.)
After cooing thankfulness to God, who cared enough about me as an individual to nestle me with such incomprehensible, immeasurable provision, and cue, I set out to prepare a small bit of real-estate for my neighbors, Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird.
Bluebird Picture#1 @ Peanutt_28′smedia Photobucket
Bluebirds#2 @ poker4848′smedia Photobucket
Bluebird house @ sons of thunder patron