A Stunning Reminder of Trust and Faith
We get a lot of birds hitting our windows. Most of the impacts are gentle hiccups in otherwise continuing flight patterns. However, sometimes there’s an intensity to the sound that makes us fly out of our seats and immediately launch into Bird Rescue mode.
And I had just heard it.
Since it was twenty below zero, I ran to the window first to assess. Good news! This one was upright, always a good sign (but not mandatory for a successful recovery). Race for the boots, coat, and hat.
Dazed, this male Pine Grosbeak received some much-needed help. He had no choice, he had zero input, there was nothing he could do to contribute to helping his situation.
And as if being handled by a human wasn’t enough of being out of his norm, he also got a gentle — but thorough — snout-to-feathers full-body inspection…by a very large dog.
Successfully under both the dog’s and my protection, I watched it gradually improve. After smoothing its feathers, I watched for signs of recovery: blinking, grasping with its feet, and the best sign of all: pooping. Grateful for the direction this was going, I set the bird in a safe place from which it could fly when it was ready. By the time I got back inside, it was gone.
It occurred to me that this is a lot like my faith journey:
I get stunned, rocked, knocked off-center. (Otherwise known as Not MY Plan…) I cannot fix this situation, no matter how hard I try. I need to stop, Let Go, and allow myself to be held in the hand of the Divine. (Or God, Spirit, Universe, FP — whatever and however you personally call it.) No matter how hard that is at the time. I. Must. Trust. That’s all I really can do. Even when — especially when — that big snout of sanctity scares the crap out of me because the process doesn’t look like I think it should.
Honestly, it’s my job to trust and allow, and not freak myself out even more in the process.
When I’m struggling and My Plan refuses to work, it’s when I remember to Let Go and really, truly Trust that I make it through. And with flying colors.
How about you? Hindsight may bring clarity on how this has shown itself in the past in your life, too — but can you hold space along with me for recognizing this in life, on the fly? Let’s not wait until we crash and burn in order to let go and trust.
What is going on right now in your life? How can you pre-emptively relax into God’s palm?