I sleep in a comfy hobbit sized bed, all curled up next to the window. I listen to crickets lull me to sleep. I smile and thank God for the sounds that remind me of childhood. I awake to the sound of the birds chirping Gods glory. As I wake, God whispers in my ear “Man cannot live by bread alone….but by the mouth of God”. As a mother bird feeds her babies so will God feed us. Be still and wait for the Lord.
I’ve been struggling with dependency on God. And in His love, he shows me the picture of a mother bird feeding her babies. Providing every single thing they need. The mother places the nourishment into their open mouths. We are dependent on God, and he is the Provider. Over and over in the Scriptures
I sit in the nest and wait. My mouth is open. I wait for You. You alone can fill me. As a mother bird covers her babies, you cover us with the shadow of your hand. You alone open my mind to truth. You alone give wisdom to understand your Word. Unless You open my mind to understanding, I cannot understand it.
As a baby bird is dependent on its mother, so we are dependent on God for all things. Every single thing. We think we are not dependent for health, for the works of our hands, for our relationships, for the things we can accomplish. Every single thing comes from God. We wait in the nest, as a little chick, waiting for our loving heavenly Father to bring us food. To bring us the Manna. We too will learn that we are dependent on God for all things.
The following morning I wake up, eager to try the paddle board. As I slip into the lake, I paddle to the middle. I look down to the water so clear, seaweed is growing. The sky is bright blue. A fish jumps far away in the water, and the ripples from that fish reverberate until they reach me. I smell a fire that someone had lit from shore, the ashes reach me as I paddle.
Our lives ripple out and affect those far from us. Our small lives reach those that we have never met, who have never heard of us. We are all on this lake of life together.
As I drift on the paddle board, alone, I follow the example of a prayer-warrior friend. I pray out loud to the Creator of this beautiful place. The sun shines off the lake. I open my mouth wide and God fills it with His creation. I live fully in the moment, realizing that life is fragile. We have these beautiful moments. We are but a breath. I want to live in the moment embracing life.
Right now, this is the beautiful Mana God has given me for the day.
*photo of bird from Pixabay