So last night as we were leaving for yet one more graduation ceremony for another granddaughter, we were getting into to car in the garage when I heard the distinct high pitched little squeaking of a humming bird and the flutter of frantic wings. Sure enough there was one flittering about in the rafters of the garage and couldn't find its way out.
My heart was breaking for the little thing because it looked like it was going to beat itself up trying to find a way out. Sweetman opened up a window and said maybe when the door is closed it will see the window and fly out. We didn't have time to try to help it so we were both hoping for the best and left.
The commencement was very impressive with a graduate student actually saying a prayer that mentioned Jesus several times and ask that each student would seek Him first before all else. Each speaker actually had good christian advice and some also referred to the Lord in different ways, and this was a public school, not a christian school!!!! I was impressed.
Anyway we got home way after dark and when we entered the garage I did not hear the flutter of tiny wings so we said it must have gotten out.
However this morning I said a silent prayer and reminded the Lord that He cares for even the little birds and that this particular little hummer was ok. ... But something told me just to out to look one more time, so I did. And there up on a rafter was the little guy, sitting very quietly. I thought at first it must be dead so I got a ladder, and carefully put my hand over it. It was still breathing and my heart was beating just about as fast as the hummers. He looked so fatigued and barely alive, I was sure it would die soon, it had stuff like cob webs stuck on one little foot so with the help of sweetman we got it cleaned off. I took it up by the feeder and stuck its little beak into the nectar, then sat the feeder and the bird on the table on my deck and walked away. Saying yet another little prayer. I went back inside and started to tending to the tasks of the day but took a peak at the bird every once in awhile. It started to look around and then ruffled its feathers a few times and suddenly off it went in a flash. I was ecstatic!!!!! And immediately said another prayer of thanks.
I have never in my life held such a tiny bird in my hands and with all the excitement I completely forgot to get pictures so you will just have to believe me. Its was so cute!!! And God is so faithfull even in the littlest things.
"Yet not one of them will fall to the ground without your Father's permission".
" Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they".
Made my heart happy to see that little critter take flight and just confirmed that God answers prayers even the little ones.
What was your day like???