Each morning there are guests at my home. They arrive daily right at daylight. I welcome them each morning and never grow weary of their company. These feathered guests are my cardinals that we feed daily. It is not uncommon to have 30 or more of them flitting about and singing their God--given song. I love cardinals. Their color, their distinct features and sounds set them apart from all other birds.
God sends them and I gladly feed them. It is part of my communication with God each day. I know that sounds funny perhaps, but God and nature are not distant in their relationship. To be involved in the creation is to be attached to the Creator. For me, interacting with these birds is one of the simple privileges of life.
From their daily flight to my door I learn faithfulness. From their need of my gift of grain, I learn dependency. From their song during bad weather, I learn the importance of worship. These lessons and many more I have learned, as these crimson colored fowl decorate my backyard and back porch day after day.
The final glimpses of the sun are about to disappear this cold evening, the first day of March 2009. But I know in the morning when I awaken, the cardinals will call and I will once again be greeted by these majestic lessons of life, born on the wings of Gods special creations.
Tim
About Me
- Tim Estes
- It is my goal to sip the nectar from every flower of life. I want to live with passion; to laugh from my gut; weep openly from my heart; share willingly with my neighbor; frolic in the fields with my children and grandchildren; kill a big bull elk; to ultimately make a positive difference and die with dignity.
2 comments:
I can relate with you. Most probably because I grew up in your house and have helped feed those birds. Thank you for instilling an appreciation for God's beauty in nature and for the simple things of life. For me, God's voice is most clear when I'm still and I slow down enough to see His hand at work all around me. It feels like I can almost literally hear Him whispering in the wind or singing in the bird's song. There just a little reminder that, "Hey...I'm here and I love you."
I can relate with you. Most probably because I grew up in your house and have helped feed those birds. Thank you for instilling an appreciation for God's beauty in nature and for the simple things of life. For me, God's voice is most clear when I'm still and I slow down enough to see His hand at work all around me. It feels like I can almost literally hear Him whispering in the wind or singing in the bird's song. There just a little reminder that, "Hey...I'm here and I love you."
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