Sparrow missile
I don’t blog as much as I used to.
I struggle at times with a sense of purpose and direction. I
recently finished writing a story where I channeled a lot of my emotions into
one character. I find myself often switching what I listen to and read to
get my eyes fixed back on God. Problems in life will overwhelm you.
Like Robin the Boy Wonder asked “Why isn’t anyone just whelmed?
It’s always over or underwhelmed.” Life can at times come at you
like a sparrow missile. But here’s the thing instead of a weapon I needed
to be reminded this week what God has done for the birds. Sometimes we
need to look up and remember that the stars, the sky, the sun, and moon aren’t
there by accident. They don’t even fly off into space. There’s a
God in control and he’s taking care of all of this, and he can take care of you
and me. I read two verses Saturday night that got me off my stinking
thinking and directed me back to God because I needed to remember that God
takes care of the sparrow and the swallow. Two little birds! Maybe
just maybe you need to look at them too.
Psalm 84:3-4
“Even the sparrow has found a home, and
the swallow a nest for herself, where she may have her young—
A place near your altar, O Lord
Almighty, my King, and my God
Blessed are those who dwell in your
house; they are ever praising you.”
It referred to the birds finding a
place for a nest near God’s altar. That brought something to mind that I
hadn’t thought about in some years. I used to go to Zephyr Baptist
Encampment at least once a year for youth camp and there was a building where
we met for church services called the tabernacle. This building had bird
nests everywhere. Now here’s verses years before about birds being near
God’s altar and years later a place of worship surrounded by bird’s nests.
Yeah, I don’t think that escaped God’s attention at all. At my job
I walk around with Christian music playing directly into my hearing aids while
I’m verifying that buildings are locked singing loudly not caring that anyone
can hear. I’m pretty sure God notices that. If you’ve ever watched
the movie the Highlander in it the Immortals can’t fight on Holy Ground. Sometimes we need to remember where we
are with those sparrows and swallows flying around that can actually be Holy
Ground. Maybe there’s not a church or an altar around but we can still
pray and sing to God, and we can turn that place into Holy Ground. Maybe
you need to be like that crazy security guard who’s walking around a college
campus in the wee hours of the morning singing. Because I think the
best way to end this is would be……..
“O, Praise the name of the Lord our
God.
O, praise his name forevermore.
For endless days we will sing Your
praise
O Lord, O Lord, our God.”
O, praise the name by Hillsong
God is faithful by Sheila Walsh
Blessed be your name by Rebecca St James
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