To my horror, about a month ago my husband hired a man to come and apply a tinted film to almost every window in our home. Practically, he had legitimate reasons and ones that I could not refute. But aesthetically, there was no way he could win the argument. I loathe the dark in the daytime. As a matter of fact, that was one of the things that caused me to fall in love with our little home in the sky; all the beautiful light. However, I have found just one consoling feature of this cloak that wraps around my views; whoever or whatever is out there is not able to see in here. For a bird watcher such as I, this makes for a great advantage.
This morning I filled the seed trays and freshened the watering hole and returned into the house. I’m not sure why, but I lingered by the French doors and gazed in the misty sky with no particular thoughts. In a matter of moments, the first wave of guests arrived: the doves. I’ve two trays suspended from the eves of the roof and invariably, one of the birds will make it their personal nest and, in their eagerness, to eat seemingly as fast as they can, they project the seed into the air only to be cast on the balcony floor. Little did this selfish beauty know what a blessing it provided for the latecomers.
Suddenly my mind took me to this passage in God’s Word; Isaiah 55:10-11, “For as the rain and the snow come down from heaven and do not return there but water the earth, making it bring forth and sprout, giving seed to the sower and bread to the eater, so shall my Word be that goes out from my mouth; it shall not return to me empty, but it shall accomplish that which I purpose, and shall succeed in the thing for which I sent it.” Oh, the beautiful sovereignty and omnipotence of God.
Christians are the dove. When we park ourselves in the middle of God’s Word and take in the blessings, warnings, promises, instructions and by faith – live them out, God’s Word is spread through the actions of our lives and others are able to glean from the seed we broadcast. What a plan. No waste.
