As I understand it, birds learn to fly right from the nest. Their first expedition is the flight into the world. They do not need instructional videos or Powerpoint slides to teach the best way to get wind under their wings. They just fly. It is an ability God has given them from an early age. And they have a community to help them as they soar into the future.
This is all beautiful until it doesn’t work out. Leo chases birds often – he was created to hunt. I think that most birds in our yard tease him a bit. They will land on the ground inside the fence or on the rail and just wait for him to come their way. As soon as he gets close, they take off. It is a game they have played over and over again. I often watch, knowing what will happen. That did not happen today, though. I saw the bird in the yard. I watched as Leo pointed her out. He bent down in his stealth mode and he begins to creep forward. This is the same scenario I have watched hundreds of times. This time, though, the bird didn’t move. I saw her squawk at him but not move. Because I love nature, I rushed over to check out the bird and called Leo off of her. He found her fascinating, of course. It is his job. I noticed that it was a small bird that was not yet prepared to fly. She had apparently dropped out of a nest in the tree above. And her parents and fellow community were flying around with desperate attempts to instruct her. They were doing their best to distract Leo and hopefully save the little one. She was screaming, mouth wide open for rescue. I was able to get Leo away from her and she hobbled to safety. Her little family greeted her on the other side of the fence. For now, she was back with those that could care for her.
Sometimes we fall out of trees before we are ready to fly. We may have a community that loves us that tries to rescue us. It may take an intervention for us to make it to safety. It may be that God provides just the right person to come to our aid, to love us, and care for us until we are ready to fly. If you have fallen from your tree, may you find rescue in the arms of the Creator. He can teach you to fly once more.
1 In you, O Lord, I seek refuge;
do not let me ever be put to shame;
in your righteousness deliver me.
2 Incline your ear to me;
rescue me speedily.
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a strong fortress to save me.
3 You are indeed my rock and my fortress;
for your name’s sake lead me and guide me
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