We had a lot of rain and wind last night so I assumed it was bark that had blown off the palm trees and fallen in the pool.
But as I got closer I saw this object had two little legs and two wings.
It was a little sad to wonder how the bird met his demise and ended up in our pool, but I have to admit I didn’t care all that much. I should probably care more than I do, although I do care more than I used to, which I suppose is a good thing. But I’m guessing my level of concern, or rather lack of it, is pretty common.
As I was fishing the dead bird out of the pool, what Jesus said about how much God cares about us and what happens in the world came to mind: “Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care.” (Matt. 10:29).
People often wonder if God really cares about what is going on in their lives. In times of trouble, people often wonder whether God even notices their pain or suffering. What struck me about the incident with the bird this afternoon and recalling Jesus’ words was not the realization that God cares, but that He actually cares more than you and I. GS