I cried for her and remembered that God cares about the little sparrow when he falls (Matthew 10:29-31).
I watched and prayed as she did not move for 10 to 15 minutes. Her breathing rapid and in distress. I wondered if I should get something to put her on that would be soft and place her so Melchizedek couldnt find her so easily. I went and grabbed a bunch of paper towels. But as I walked out on the porch I noticed her breathing slowed more. I thought "How can I awkwardly bend and not scare her?" I decided to leave since it appeared she would die. I went back inside and sat down and prayed for her to die without pain. I picked up my Bible study and then she unexpectedly sat up, flicking her tail and turning her head. I can't imagine the headache she was feeling from such a hard hit. Again, I cried as I saw God answer my prayer for one little bird.
She hopped onto the bar across the chair and after 10 more minutes she hopped onto the bar under the table. Several times she would turn and looked toward where I was sitting as if she knew I was there.
Greg came in and I showed him. He said, "She has a concussion."
I needed to go get ready and help Papa so I left even though I wanted to sit and watch her.
When I returned, Greg said she flew away. I was sad I didn't see her flight but so thankful she could fly. But when I sat back down to pray I looked out to see she had moved to the tree. I was so thankful I caught a glimpse of her again. Her feathers were all fluffed up to help her guard against the cold.
As I started to write this down she finally took off in flight.
I am reminded this morning that life is precious and life is brief. We all will be confronted with the brevity of life's invasion, but we are reminded to consider our days.
“LORD, make me to know my end And what is the extent of my days; Let me know how transient I am." (Psalm 39:4).
There is something urgent that happens in us to love better, see more, give hope, and to stop and be when we do.
Shalom y'all!
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