Nesting in the Storm

Some of you have seen the video I put on my Facebook page this week of the moorhens nesting. I have been watching for days as the parents carefully build their nest making it strong. We have not had the best weather this past week with heavy rain, strong winds, and freezing temperatures. Even so, I have never seen the parents abandon their nest. Soon their chicks will arrive. Keeping them safe is obviously foremost in mind.

As I have been, in great wonder, watching this nesting event, I have been reminded of God’s fingerprint in nature. As the moorhens build a home for their young, so our Father provides for His own. As these lovely birds protect their little ones, so our Father gives us sanctuary. I love the verse in Psalm 91:4, “He will cover you with His feathers. He will shelter you with His wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection.”

Troubles in this world come to us all. Just as heavy rain pelted these moorhens, tragedy and despair batter us, too. As freezing temperature threatened the bird’s well being, deepest sorrow exposes us to unrelenting anguish. Does our Father care? Can He help us? Will He provide relief from our deep-rooted despondency?

Our Heavenly Father cherishes us so enormously that it says of Him in Psalm 56:8, “You keep track of all my sorrows. You have collected all my tears in Your bottle. You have recorded each one in a book.” What does this mean? Does God have an actual bottle for our tears? Whether or not the bottle is literal, the absolute fact is, God remembers our every tear. He is aware. He adores you and me. He cares without measure.

He desires to be our everything to get us through anything. To gain access to His comfort in times of great trouble, remember — look to Him, call to Him. Don’t turn away in your hour of distress; maintain steadfast focus on His promises and on His care. Just as the moorhens love their children, so your Heavenly Father is devoted to you with an unfaltering passion. Remember Him — He always remembers you.

One Comment on “Nesting in the Storm

  1. Very timely and meaningful Vickie!….A beautiful reflection on these words.
    I imagine that huge ‘bottle’ of my tears being poured out when it gets too full, not as pain now, but transformed into blessings by our Loving Father God!

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