My husband and I sat in our back yard last night ant watched four grackles fly up into a live oak tree that leaned over our back fence. The noise level exacerbated, more screeching, less song.
I was horrified at the thought.
Ear-splitting sounds continued from the direction of the tree. It stopped when four grackles flew from that tree to another.
"How sad for the mama mockingbird," I said. We mamas internalize that kind of pain.
Charles enlightened me. "The instinct of the mockingbird will be to nurture those eggs, and when they crack, to feed those babies."
My heart was saddened. "Why would God allow such cruelty and yet, not give the mockingbird thoughts of revenge?"
At that moment, I knew. God uses His creations to teach us. What an example of God's love!
Today is my birthday, so I'm a bit reflective, but last night with the story of the grackle and the mockingbird, God gave me a picture of His love.
And, today, on my birthday, I want to say, "Thank you, Lord, for that unspeakable love that saves me and turns my life into something beautiful for You, despite my age."