Trust

This is the window in the hallway of my apartment building.




























This is the bird who is nesting in the window in the hallway of my apartment building.



















These are the eggs of the bird who is nesting in the window in the hallway of my apartment building.



















This is the papa of the eggs of the bird who is nesting in the window in the hallway of my apartment building.

I saw this bird in the window for a few weeks but didn't realize she was sitting on eggs until the other day. This window is right outside the front door of my apartment. Almost every time I leave or return I look at her. She is always sitting there alert looking around. I have never seen her away from her nest. (Until today when I scared her by opening the blinds to take a picture...oops!) I have been thinking about her for a little while now. She just sits there on her nest. Day in and day out. Just sitting. Does she feel lonely? Does she feel bored? How would I ever manage in that situation? I thought of how bored I would be sitting and sitting. How lonely I would feel. After a while I realized that this bird is only doing what she has been made to do. She doesn't know anything else. This is her life. She is where she is supposed to be, doing what she is supposed to be doing.

How have I missed that in my life? I do believe I am where I am supposed to be, doing what I am supposed to be doing, but I don't always feel content with where I am. I am often lonely and bored. I wish for a husband and children. I wish for a different life. But after studying that bird for days I am trying to be more content with where I am. This is what God has created me to do at this time. This is my life and it is only my selfish desires that keep me from being fulfilled in this place.

Today was the first time I saw the papa bird. I wasn't looking for him before. I was focused on the plight of the mama bird. Today as I drove home with my two bags of groceries, I saw him.

Do you see him there? He is on the look out. Mama is in the window near the pole and there he is. Protecting her, watching over her. How could she be lonely? He is there. He is not right there next to her but it is even better. He is watching out over her. She might not even be able to see him at all times but he is there. He has not left her. He is right there to meet her needs. (I know this because guess who showed up when I frightened mama away with the blinds.)





This is the lesson of trust that I learned from the bird in my window. I am very thankful for the reminder.