A few months ago, we bought this bird feeder. There was the inevitable discussion on where to
put it....Hubby wanted it in the middle of the yard. I wanted it near the house so we could see the
birds feeding there. So, after I used my incredible powers of persuasion (ha! ha!), Hubby agreed.
We placed it and filled it and started watching. Day after day passed...no birds. It made me sad to think they might not come and partake of the blessing of this feast. Betsy assured me that they
would come. She said they have to find it and they may watch it for a while to make sure it is safe. Well, she was right...they finally started coming after a couple of weeks. Now, almost every time I walk out my front door, I hear a flurry of wings as they fly to the nearby dogwood tree. And, when I get out of my car after returning home, "swoosh" there they go! Mostly we have mourning doves
and robins, but a few days ago, C.W. saw a male cardinal. I am so happy that they finally came and are enjoying the reward of being brave.
As I thought about their cautiousness, it made me think about my own. I wonder how many opportunities I have missed because I waited until it was "safe". How many blessings I didn't
receive because I hesitated and the blessing went to someone else. It is so tempting to stay in my comfort zone and do what is easy for me. But God challenges me to move out, to be brave, to trust that "faithful is He that called me, who will also do it." He says, "I will never leave you or forsake you" and that He will give me "all I need for life and godliness." He also reminds me through the Apostle Paul that "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." So, I'm hoping that the next time my Heavenly Father prompts me to go...I will go. The next time He says do...I will do.
And that in my obedience, He will receive glory and I will learn to trust Him more! Then, maybe,
I will be a bit braver! :-)