The Panicked Little Bird

​She thought she was in danger, so she began chirping as loud as she could hoping her Mom would come rescue her. I heard the little thing, but couldn’t figure out where the tweets were coming from. After peering through the puffy blue flowers, I saw her. She was so sweet. I kindly apologized to her and left her in peace. I had been watering her home; it was a small hydrangea bush. I had no idea there would be a baby bird in there or I would have approached the watering differently.
 
The precious little bird got me to thinking how God must hear our cries for help. Even though we feel invincible sometimes, we’re not. Our lives are so fragile, and this we find out in the blink of an eye – many of you know what I’m talking about. If you have experienced trauma, bad health news, fear, or panic in any form, you understand that statement. Though we have faith and trust God (the best way we know how), we are, after all, human. Our brains are designed to keep us alive, so we experience fight or flight responses just like the little bird. It’s nothing to be ashamed of; it’s the way God created us. But, He says not worry. So in those fight or flight moments, when we call out to God, He hears us. And that’s really all we need to do. Call out. Surrender. Give everything to Him. Give up control. Then trust that our Father hears us and is working out all the details. Before time began, He knew you would need Him. He knew you would call out to Him. He loves to hear your squeaky little shout out. He knows how vulnerable, weak, and helpless we are. And yet He loves us. He’s there for us. But unlike the mother bird who was away from her baby, He never leaves our side even when we don’t feel Him there. Never leaves, my friend. Never.
 
In Him,
Celeste
“The righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; he delivers them from all their troubles.” Psalm 34:17