Encounter with a bird
Yesterday at grad cell, we found a bird in the house. He was alive but not well. While Jamie and his housemate debated on what to do, I just sat...and looked at this bird. I can't usually get this close to a bird and I don't usually 'feel' for animals. But as I sat and looked at this bird, I felt him looking at me..and strange as it may seem...I felt sad for him. Something about this bird made me connect with him, sympathize with him, but i couldn't pinpoint what.
I don't know what was wrong but he was trying and trying to fly and I could see his effort. He would seem to muster up all he had, get into the right position, and spread his wings out...and let out all he could...but to no result. And then he would stop still..and rest...seeming to regain energy to muster enough to try again. I knew, and both Jamie and his roomate knew that this bird would die without help. But I was helpless. I couldn't do anything to help him. I couldn't meet this bird's need. I didn't even know what's wrong. What he needs is someone who knows what is wrong AND who can 'fix' it. like a vet.
This morning when I woke up, I thought about this bird.
And you know what? The bird's situation reminded me of our Christian life. We try and try and try on our own, thinking we have control and give all we can to not sin, ...to be good...but to no result. We can't see that we need outside help. But God knew that we would die without help. However, unlike me ..with the bird, God knows our needs. He knows what is wrong AND he is able to meet us there. I think, I'm learning to have faith in God's character, and trusting him to take control (since he already does have it) to realize how much I do need Him.
Yesterday at grad cell, we found a bird in the house. He was alive but not well. While Jamie and his housemate debated on what to do, I just sat...and looked at this bird. I can't usually get this close to a bird and I don't usually 'feel' for animals. But as I sat and looked at this bird, I felt him looking at me..and strange as it may seem...I felt sad for him. Something about this bird made me connect with him, sympathize with him, but i couldn't pinpoint what.
I don't know what was wrong but he was trying and trying to fly and I could see his effort. He would seem to muster up all he had, get into the right position, and spread his wings out...and let out all he could...but to no result. And then he would stop still..and rest...seeming to regain energy to muster enough to try again. I knew, and both Jamie and his roomate knew that this bird would die without help. But I was helpless. I couldn't do anything to help him. I couldn't meet this bird's need. I didn't even know what's wrong. What he needs is someone who knows what is wrong AND who can 'fix' it. like a vet.
This morning when I woke up, I thought about this bird.
And you know what? The bird's situation reminded me of our Christian life. We try and try and try on our own, thinking we have control and give all we can to not sin, ...to be good...but to no result. We can't see that we need outside help. But God knew that we would die without help. However, unlike me ..with the bird, God knows our needs. He knows what is wrong AND he is able to meet us there. I think, I'm learning to have faith in God's character, and trusting him to take control (since he already does have it) to realize how much I do need Him.
