Four little sparrow eggs are still sitting perfectly nestled in an abandoned nest on the back porch. I wrote about the somewhat precarious location for the sparrow to build her nest and how I realized it was Biblical for her to be near the alter. But my visits and watering were just too obtrusive I suppose. I am not one to let my life be altered by the presence of a potential bird family who would likely be pooping on my favorite place to relax. So Mr. and Mrs. Sparrow moved on and abandoned four little eggs that I will probably have to clean out of that plant and I’m not looking forward to it.
All of that said I sort of shuddered at the thought of abandoning something that they had worked so hard on. How does that go over in a little bird brain? Do they even know that there are baby birds in those eggs or is it just instinctual to take care of those little oblong speckled blobs? The nest is quite an accomplishment on it’s own, but then to push those eggs out…probably not a comfortable process…and to have sat on them for that long seems like a lot of preparation, a lot of energy for a little bird.
So…to bring this situation to an analogous point I wondered how many times I’ve abandoned something seemingly small and never got the miracle I was unknowingly working toward.
There at the alter I built and prepped and gave energy and time to something. My prayers were productive and my handiwork proven, but sooner or later the interruptions, the gush of doubts and the sight of God giving life to things around me that were bigger than me and seemingly more important were too much and I abandoned it. I may have called it a mistake or that I misheard God. Maybe, just maybe I was never supposed to be here in the first place.
How many miracles have I abandoned because I couldn’t wait long enough to see it through? I really don’t know. In all honesty I couldn’t think of anything specific in my life that applied, but I wonder if I will, and if God didn’t show me that in order to encourage me years from now to sit still and wait on Him. When I don’t think I can wait one more moment for God to answer my prayer will he show me that nest again? I hope so.
Now that makes a girl think. Thanks for sharing it.
When I saw the title I was really hoping that someone had abandoned a cute puppy- that would stay small and that I could somehow talk my husband into letting me have. I think I have puppies on the brain.
Good thoughts. I wonder about the same things. How would my life be different if I’d only…or if I hadn’t- fill in the blank here ____.
Waiting is a really important lesson. I think it’s one of the most important ones- even though I really hate it. It’s nice to have a visual.
Amy – If I hear of any cute puppies that will stay small I’ll definitely let you know. 🙂
Awww, thanks 🙂
…or how many good things I’ve abandoned because there was an audience, making fuss and hubbub while I’d rather go about my business undisturbed.
Christy – Excellent point.
I haven’t read your blog in so long, and then I just clicked on the link in Amy’s blog list. I didn’t even realize it was your blog when I clicked it. It’s the title of the post that I latched onto– or perhaps it latched onto me. This is a great post (I think God set me up). Thanks for sharing.