Here I am conducting business as usual in my office… look…there is a bald eagle circling high up in the sky! An eagle is so majestic and so beautiful. They glide and loop, twirl and swoop, and dive and regroup. There are fluffy white clouds floating lazily high in the sky, making the bright sun play hide and seek. Oh, my Lord, help me not to play hide and seek with you.
I have also enjoyed the recent thunderstorms lately, watching the spectacular lightning displays and enjoying the colorful rainbows that appear afterward. I do enjoy them more when they are a distance away.
Melodic sounds of many blended songs harmonize together as so many songbirds thank God for His provision for them. Maybe the eagle is conducting all of those movements and music from up on high, as it is actually orchestrating this great concert being presented to the world. There is a slight south wind blowing now, keeping my office at a perfect temperature.
Then, I just sat listening to the loons. There were three or four out there on the lake, and they put on a concert of loony blues that just captivated me. Sometimes, you just have to stop to listen to the loons. I even understand much of what they say— birds of a feather…
I will never tire of listening to the many and multiple calls of those beautiful creatures who fill the air with a deepest somber dirges of mourning all the way to calls of hysterical contagious laughter. I am meditating on this verse of scripture as I enjoy the changing wallpaper on the walls of my office: “Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will. But the very hairs of your head are numbered. Do not fear therefore, you are of more value than many sparrows.”
I wonder how the sparrows feel about that verse. I have been waiting today to see one fly through my office so I could ask it. And, wow, God knows the number of hairs on my head. I am guessing that task is a little easier now than it once was. I have had plenty of hair-raising experiences in my life … and I am not talking about raising rabbits.
This has been a beautiful summer. People’s gardens and the crops in this country are so bountiful. We often take all of these blessings for granted. Yes, God takes care of the sparrows, and surely takes care of me, but often I do not appreciate all that we have. We have been given so much, and I can get so absorbed over so many trivial things, while not spending much time to truly be appreciative to my God for all that He has blessed us with.
There are so many unsettled things happening around us, and so many people affected by them. Lord, please help me to remember the lesson of the sparrow, and that I am more important to you than the sparrow. But, Lord, I have to be honest with you. It would help a lot if You would just come to me once in a while, so I could see You, talk to You face to face, and hear Your promises from Your own mouth.
Well, Lord, now I feel better that I have told You how I feel. I guess, for now, I will get back to my eagle, and my loons. They may have a few things to say to me.
No matter how the many sounds of nature blend together into a hot dish of blended flavors, there is one call that is very distinct…several crows have just started cawing down the shore a stretch. They must have a contrary nature, because like chalk on a blackboard, they just are discordant with the other sounds of nature. But, even though they are different, they are still beautiful to God.
We are a lot the same way. We can be very different and out of step, yet we are still beautiful and important to God. We are all so different, yet we are all so special and unique. We see beauty through our own eyes, but often are blind to the many gifts of creation that are so wonderful in their own way, even if we do not see them. Thank you, Lord, for your grace. Now, it is time to move on to a new adventure. Have a great day.
Rod Tuomi lives in Hibbing, MN. He is the pastor at Hibbing Christian Assembly.