“Look Momma.” I look where his ‘much larger than it should be’ hand (can he really be 10!) is motioning. I didn’t see it at first. He keeps pointing and saying, “See!” And finally I see a movement in the bushes and a flutter of wings. Brown smallness among many brown, small twigs.
The sparrows. The birds. I had had a conversation with my kiddos one day outside of either Target or Chick Fil A (which is where, if you want to find said bird, you should go…they have good taste!). I asked them if they knew why I was always pointing out the sparrows or bird watching. They chorused…”No.” So, I shared:
29 Are not two little sparrows sold for a penny? And yet not one of them will fall to the ground without your Father’s leave (consent) and notice.
30 But even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
31 Fear not, then; you are of more value than many sparrows.
Matthew 10 AMP
26 Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father keeps feeding them. Are you not worth much more than they?c
Matthew 6 AMP
These two verses are constantly on my heart and mind. In a weird paradox (which God is quite a pro at creating) they keep me grounded so I can fly. And I suppose “flying” or learning to do so is part of the community I’ve decided to join this year. I was going to do something else, but really, this fits.
Most of my conversations with my hubby have been me sharing how I want to really live free, abiding in Him, abounding in love, overflowing with joy, live laughing; even to the point that I bought…brace yourselves…some sort of jean that I believe is called “jeggings” that are a maroon color. Umm, that is not typical Anastasia at all!!! But, I have had this joy bubbling up within me and I just want to show on the outside what I feel on the inside! (I might opt for a t-shirt next time:) )
So far 2014 has had very few peaceful, quiet moments of refreshing or renewing. I usually get a day or two. I have had to lean into Jesus quite often, and well, there it is…The Peace…The Quiet in the midst. I’ve had thoughts and epiphanies that I’ve wanted to jot down, but I’ve just really wanted to live free…fly…to look at the birds. We’ll see how this year unfolds; I come only with the expectation of Him. Everyday, I expect He will be with me and every night I expect He will sing over me. Everyday, I expect I will be abiding deeper and deeper still. Some days I may wait; some days I may soar. I pray all days will have laughter and smiles. I pray everyday I will “do to others as I would have them do to me,” and that I will “love God and love others” more and more. There is this glorious life I’ve been offered, and I really want to take Him up on it…from now to all eternity!