Birdfeeder Beauties!

I am always amazed at the beauty I see in the birds. We have so many that come to our feeder. Finches, sparrows, cardinals. Now, the robins are back, too! So many colors. Some have what look like a beautiful blue gray on their bellies. Some are striped. All of them are such a joy to behold.

The beauty of nature really reminds me of the magnificence of Yahweh. He took so much time and care to create such variety. Wow! All that attention to detail. How can I doubt His same attention to us humans? In fact, His even greater attention. He says that we are more important to the sparrows. He knows every detail of our lives...even the number of hairs on our heads. With Dave and I...that number is getting smaller and smaller! :P

There is a layer of snow ever everything...but it is not deep yet. We have about 3 inches? Tomorrow we are supposed to end up with about 19 inches...after it snows all day.

The birds are sure going after the seed in the snow, as well as the feeder. It is amazing how fast they are eating it all up. What is really funny is watching the bigger birds trying to eat seed from a feeder that is obviously made for little birds!

Dave heard that we have ours well placed. It is best to put it in a pine tree of some sort as it affords the birds more protection from predators. Ours is in a cedar!

Well...I am signing off here for a bit. I have cookies baked and an Adventure in Odyssey to listen to!

Blessings to all my readers!

Birds of a Feather & Maranatha 70's!

This morning my son told me to come very slowly to the window. In the tree outside, which I believe is a cedar, there was a small flock of birds. I don't recall ever seeing them before. They were fat little birds with medium gray on their wings, very dark heads and an orangish colored breast and stomach. Just behind the orange beneath their tails they have white. The tails are also gray.

This is the tree where the bird feeder is, but I think they are too big to be able to use the kind we have. They were pecking at seeds of some kind in the tree. As they ate little dark specks were hitting the snow below the tree.

They were accompanied by little birds with dark and white striping. We also saw what appeared to be a tiny woodpecker...black and white with a bit of red on his head. He was tapping away at a branch in a nearby bush, but we could not hear anything, even when we opened the window a tiny bit. We do have woodpeckers around. In the summer we have heard them.

There is still snow on the ground and the trees still have some ice on the branches. No icicles. It is more of a layer of ice that just coats them. Yet, the birds were able to get to those seeds in the tree, even with the ice.

Hmmm...I wonder...do we choose to keep picking at God's Word for that sweet honey for the spirit, even when it seems like everything in life is layering "ice" upon it? Sometimes, when hard things in life hit, it is harder to get into the Word. It almost seems as if there is this layer over it that makes it hard to see...difficult to understand. Yet, if we act like those birds and keep at it...we, too, will be rewarded with the nuggets of spiritual nourishment that are there.

These birds were together...a small flock. They led one another from tree to tree, from place to place. Do we gather together with one another? Do we fellowship and allow ourselves to be led by one another to His Word and to His presence? Sometimes, especially when we are weak and unable to find our way on our own, we need the rest of the flock to help show the way to the next place...to the next bit of nourishment on the journey. So, do we allow that to happen? Or are we stubborn, independent buggers?

Well, I am sitting here listening to the February 15th PUD (Praise Until Dawn) podcast from PBN. This particular one seems to be the worship music from the 70's...Maranatha style...the stuff I heard in that time when I was really growing into my relationship with the Lord in a much deeper way. Boy does it take me back! I LOVE this music as it lifts my spirit and makes my heart soar.

It is now time to get off here and do some bible reading with my son. While we read, I am going to start the very slow filling of the bathtub. Because of the small water heater, I have to let it fill VERY slowly so that the water stays hot. It takes about 20 minutes or so to get the tub filled. No sudden baths around here. You have to preplan them. But I will share more about that in another post sometime.

I have been sharing my rambling thoughts here this morning. I sure hope they make some sense! :)

Oh...and one more thought about the birds and music. At one point, my son said that there was a bird outside that kept opening its mouth as the music was playing. He said that it almost seemed as if the bird was singing with it! I hope that your heart is singing to Him today!

Flitting Thoughts and Friends That Care!

How wonderful it was to come and see that I have three friends who have dropped by to visit my little blog! :)

Gosh, I so hate being sick. As I lay there in my bed I get all these wonderful thoughts I want to share with my friends and family. But when I get up and sit here, it seems like all the thoughts fly away like little birds flitting away from a bird feeder when the squirrel shows up!

Dave is outside hooking up our laundry room. Thankfully, it is not supposed to freeze tonight or tomorrow night, so we will be able to leave it hooked up for a day or so. Since he has specific shirts he has to wear to work, kind of like a uniform, we must get them washed this weekend. I can hear him out there coughing in the cold air. Poor guy! My main goal is just do loads of laundry spread throughout the rest of the day. I pray I have the strength to do enough. I know Dave will help, but he also needs to finish getting well since he needs to be able to work.

Our son seems to be hit the hardest in some respects, but I think he is getting better, too. This is just really taking a long time to pass. :P

We looked out the window today and watched two cardinals at our bird feeder...a male and a female. What funny characters! He would sit there and eat and eat and eat while she watched from a nearby branch. When he would go to another branch, she would fly down and grab a few bites. But that rascally male would come back and chase her away, barely giving her any time to eat!

We watched as this was repeated several times. They seem like a pair, but boy was he pushy! In the times we have seen cardinals at the feeder, they never have more than one at a time. We use a cylindrical feeder and it has four posts in different directions, but one bird still always chases another away. What manners!

Imagine if we came to the dinner table that way...always pushing others away. The weak would starve while the strong ate. Yet, isn't that the human nature we see so often at work in the world today? People pushing others away to get what they want...behaving no better than those birds?

Imagine if our relationship with God was that way! If only the strong and assertive could come to His table and partake of His love! I am so glad that God has room enough for us all and that He welcomes ALL who really want to come to Him. He welcomes the weak and downtrodden. I am especially grateful that He welcomes the wounded and broken.

Well, enough energy here for the moment. I need to get some laundry started. I hope I feel well enough to come back and write some more later.

Signing off for now from our Little RV on the Hillside.