Monday afternoon sitting on our porch as I was preparing to spend time outside, there under a table was the most gorgeous dove! Quickly, Mumzie and I realized the dove was somehow injured. I was texting everyone I could think of to get help for this dove. I never thought I would be so concerned about a bird, I knew I myself could not save this beauty, but I was on a mission to do whatever we could to find someone to help this dove. Every time we went to the front door we became compelled to help this dove. Mumzie gave it water, and eventually, after many phone calls to family and friends, I found the number for Wildlife rescue in Chattanooga. I was so concerned this bird may die overnight before it could be rescued the next day.
Yes, you can laugh, I even prayed asking God to help this poor creature. Why was I suddenly so invested in this dove? To be honest, at first, I wasn't sure why. Over recent weeks I have had conversations with friends about the mystery of God choosing to heal some, while others are still waiting, hoping, and praying for their miracle or who in this world never got their miracle. The week before this I said okay God I will stop trying to understand why healing comes to some while others continue to suffer, it seems most of their lives The burden of this is too heavy. Some in the world, are seemingly taken to soon, who are impacting lives, and on the other hand, those longing for healing are called to stay while longing for eternity. As I watched this beautiful helpless bird, I remembered the scripture about how not one sparrow falls to the ground without The Father knowing of it. "Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? Yet not one of them is forgotten by God." Luke 12:6 Do you see it TJ? It was as if the Lord was saying, As much you care for this bird who has nothing to offer you, this is only a tiny portion of how deeply I care for my children. It didn't stop there, I knew then it was personal. The way you invest in and care for this dove, it doesn't begin to express how invested in you, I the Living God am!
The dove had puncture wounds from some type of attack, but because it has been rescued by a wonderful nonprofit, it has a fighting chance of recovery. As believers, we are attacked by trials, hurts, bitterness, sin, temptations worry, idols and more. WE have more than a fighting chance, because we have Jesus who has a flawless record when it comes to redemption and rescue of lost, sinful broken rebellious people! I was a mess of an outcast, shattered by sin and God keeps rescuing me! As I pray to be rescued, from the worries and fears of this life. How can I pray for you? Where are you pleading, searching and praying for rescue? I am grateful a dove is still reminding me, God can be trusted to rescue me too!
