| Sunday, June 25, 2006 |
| Carried to the table. |
Written 6/2/06
Today I was watching a sparrow at my feet while I enjoyed my coffee. The sparrow was pecking at the ground looking for scaps and crumbs to eat. I had just finished my pastry and there were a considerable amount of crumbs left over on top of the bag I was eating from. I poured over onto the sidewalk the leftover crumbs. As soon as I did this, a breeze came up and landed the crumbs right at my feet. My Grandpa pointed out quickly that the crumbs had fallen much too close to me and that the bird would probably be too afraid to accept my gesture.
I read once that a bird needed to eat twice it's body weight daily to maintain survival. It seemed to me to be alot of food to consume in one day. Maybe my crumbs would help a little. My intentions were nothing more than to help the little thing, however im sure in it's little birdie mind all it could comprehend was that I was large and threatening. Just sitting there ready to pounce on it's little body like prey. It didn't matter that I had something valuable to offer.
Just in front of me was a large brick pillar, and everytime he would dart in for a bite he would swiftly retreat back to the pillar. So afraid, his little body focusing only on getting the food, and then backing away from impending doom. Not once did he ever approach with the trustworthy notion he had more than enough room to assume. He spent most of the time against the pillar, where no crumbs had fallen and no sign of food was present. The space itself was dark and cold, and there I was full of life ready to provide him with with at least a third of his daily allowance. .
Daily we are asked to come to the feet of Jesus to reap the benefits of His unconditional love, sacaficing our fear and mistrust in order to more readily accept these gifts and make of them a light and example of His glory to the rest of the world. Yet we are held back by our insecurities: we become not good enough, not sufficient, too far gone, unworthy, mistrusting, sad, angry, miserable...the list goes on.
Sin populates our capacity to trust in what God has planned for us. As this population grows we become more and more leary of taking advantage and saying yes to God until we feel like he's out of reach or out of touch with our lives. After Christ's death on the cross, the curtain in the temple that separated the holy from the unworthy was torn. No longer was there a barrier between God and man. The wall of sin was broken down.
That wall represents every insecurity we hold up in front of ourselves as an excuse not to serve and follow him. By accepting his death, we rids us of all shortcomings, allowing us to abundantly draw from the feet of Jesus all the tools and blessings he gives on a daily basis in order to meet our needs, not only for ourselves, but for others and most importantly for the glory of God.
"Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom."Luke 12:32. We are his flock and it is his will that we take his hand, rest at his feet and sacrafice everything we have in order to inherit His kingdom.
Missy. last remembered on 6/25/2006 03:16:00 PM
