My wife has two crepe myrtle trees, about 7 feet tall, just off our back patio. One has the perfect convergence of branches forming a support base for a bird nest, plus plenty of leaf coverage to not be easily visible to any threat. In short—a mama Robin has a really sweet crib there for her babies.
We saw the 3 little blue eggs in the nest and then about three weeks later, we saw the hatched babies. This Saturday as I did yard work, I looked in to see all three baby birds, now getting their feathers, sitting with their heads back and their beaks wide open—pointing straight up—to make it real simple for mom to feed them. For the next two hours, every time I walked by, those baby birds were frozen in that same position. Mama would occasionally appear nearby with a worm.
Those tiny birds instinctively positioned themselves to display …
1—Hunger, in need of food.
2—Dependence, fully on the mother bird.
3—Submission, waiting in anticipation for mom to feed them.
I was with a friend a few days ago, talking about spiritual maturity. The end of the conversation culminated in something like this: Spiritual maturity is living in desperation for Christ, without having to have a crisis to create desperation.
How often in our lives does God see us …
… totally hungry
… fully dependent
… completely submitted
… to Him?
How often are we “beak up, mouths open” letting Him know He is our only Source? Even when we are not in desperate circumstances.
He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection. —Psalm 91:4 NLT
I am the Vine and you are the branches. Get your life from Me. Then I will live in you and you will give much fruit. You can do nothing without Me. —John 15:5 NLV