God’s creation and nature are part of this
life, and often work into topics of conversation. The extremely cold weather at
the beginning of last week was one topic of discussion.
On Monday night, I had been working on a
story concerning Family Promise, so I was even more mindful of the weather, as
I considered the homeless who sought refuge from the extreme temperatures.
Nothing helps us realize our blessings any better than adverse conditions and the
realization of the needs of others. As I prayed for them, I gave thanks for my
blessings, and found myself praying for protection for all of creation…the plants
and animals that were not accustomed to the below-normal temperatures. I even
thought of the birds…especially the sparrows and wrens…and smaller creatures. I
found myself wondering, “Where do the birds go?” These delicate creatures are
exposed to such harsh elements at times. In contemplation, I considered God’s
provision, and how He shelters and keeps the life of His creation.
The next morning, as the ladies and I fellowshipped
and opened the Word, we entered into the same topic of discussion. We marveled
at the Father’s provisional love and care for all of creation. We continued in
study and prayer, adjourning around 3:30.
My husband and I returned to the church
around 6pm with a group of youth. When we unlocked and opened the door to the
social hall, excitement and squeals of delight filled the room as the children
pointed to two little wrens that were looking for an exit to their
once-peaceful sanctuary. Chirping and tweeting, they flew about until they
found the open door.
I couldn’t help but be amazed, remembering
the earlier small-group discussion. The Holy Spirit quickened my spirit,
bringing to remembrance Matthew 10:29-31, which says, “Are not two
sparrows sold for a farthing? And one of them shall not fall on the ground
without your Father. But the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear ye
not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.”
All weekend
long, I was filled with the awesome wonder of the many beautiful ways that God
communicates with us. For me, the little birds were a sweet sign of His
Presence. The Scripture was a comforting reminder and assurance of God’s mighty
hand on us and His creation.
Modern
technology has certainly advanced communication. Emailing, texting, and
tweeting are all quite amazing. However, no technological method of
communication can impress me more than the way in which God communicates to us
through His Holy Spirit and His Word. What makes our relationship with God
especially sweet is when He communicates to us through what I call
“God-incidences”. These special little supernatural experiences and
affirmations are messages from our Father. I suppose those little birds were God’s “tweets”!
Be blessed in Jesus' Name,
Angie
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