Five
years ago, a robin built a nest in the aspen outside our front window. Her mate tried to help, but most of what he
built she had to redo. Only a female can make a nest a home. She built it with sturdy twigs twisted
together to form a cup in the fork of a limb, then lined it with soft grass and
moss, comfortable and warm for the chicks soon to come.
She
sat for two weeks, never seeming to move. Always vigilant. Always alert.
Smothering the eggs in her warmth, waiting patiently until her babies
cracked open the thin blue shells that surround their embryonic beginnings.
I
named her Ethel and her mate, Fred. Fred
has been off singing somewhere, but, when the eggs hatched and the babies raised
their beaks and their voices in hunger, he showed up with food for Ethel and
the babies! He did so Saturday June
1. It was an exciting day, I can tell
you! When their feathers grew, he taught them to forage for food and fly to the
trees while she built another nest for another brood.
Each
spring they return to where we live and look for one another so she can build
another nest and raise some more robins. Who taught them to do this? How do they know to look for each other each
year, and how does she know how to build a nest, lay her eggs and nurture them?
I
know that some say it is an accident, the result of random chance. That somehow an amoeba evolved
into a robin, built a nest and laid some eggs that hatched into little robins
and that this has been going on for thousands of years. How did the first robin
that laid the first egg know what to do with it?
It
makes more sense to me to marvel that I am surrounded by miracles and
mystery. Life is too complex and too
beautiful to exist without a Master Designer who fashioned the first feathers
and taught the first robin to fly.
In
His famous conversation with Job, God asks, ““Is it by your understanding that the hawk
soars, stretching his wings toward the south? “Is it at your command that
the eagle mounts up and makes his nest on high? “On
the cliff he dwells and lodges, upon the rocky crag, an inaccessible place.
(Job 39:26-28).
Jesus said, “Consider the
birds, they neither sow nor reap; they have no storeroom nor barn, and yet God
feeds them; how much more valuable you are than the birds!” (Luke 12:24). And,
we might add, how much more miraculous you are? God has designed you, made you
and declared His love for you. God says,
“Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you” (Jeremiah 1:5). “I have loved you with an everlasting love” (Jeremiah
31:3).
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