Just to Feed the Birds
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My husband slid our car into a parking space at the shopping center near his work, and kissed me and our baby girl goodbye. I watched his grey suit dance across his back as he headed for a day at the office, and I situated myself in the backseat to nurse our daughter before a busy day of grocery shopping and errand-running.
As I sat there, I watched a cluster of crows and tiny birds pick at food on the ground in front of me. There’s always something about birds eating that reminds me of Matthew 6:26:
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?” (NIV)
Soon, I started to see flecks of food fly through the air, land on the ground, and the birds flock to each piece. I looked up to find the direction from where they came and saw a middle-aged man sitting in a car, tossing out crumbs. An elderly woman, with white wisps of messy hair, sat hunched next to him, her eyes closed—no doubt knowing what her presumed son was doing, but oblivious to it.
The man continued to feed the birds, and then he slowly began to drive in a circle around our section of the parking lot, tossing out crumbs, and ensuring each bird got some.
After a couple of slow circles, he pulled back into a parking space, tossed some more crumbs, and waited. Then, he drove a few more slow circles, tossing food to each cluster of birds. He repeated this for almost 20 minutes until he made one more circle and drove out of the parking lot. It seemed like he was on a mission, as if he was headed elsewhere to feed more birds, as if he was just looking for birds to feed.
This man, with an unimpressive appearance and an unimpressive car, not only fed the birds, but also made sure every bird was fed. He took his time to ensure each had enough.
Isn’t God like this?!
Sure, we know He’s our provider, that He cares for us, but do we know just how much?
Our Father God has an amble supply of tangible and intangible provision, and He’s willing to circle the parking lot for each of us, until we all have our fill.
He’s willing to make sure that even if someone is stealing our “food,” we get enough.
He seeks us out.
He feeds us, but He does so much more.