(if you look closely, you can see her head peering out at me)
Sneaking up to the bluebird house, i found the momma bird at home singing softly to her unborn babies. It was a sound of comfort and joy. But being a klutz, i stepped on a twig startling her, and she quickly flew away. Fortunately, she didn't stay away long, but i hated disturbing their special time.
Like the bird, our Parent God, watches over us, protecting and singing of His love over us. Unlike the bird though, no circumstance, trial, fear, mistake, influence or person can EVER cause Him to fly away from our side even for a split second, no matter our age. Now, doesn't that put a song of thankfulness in your heart too?
we are loved and chosen by God,
may we live like we believe it,
veneal
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