I laughed at my cat Abi as I sat by the window. He was stalking a hummingbird in the garden.
I laughed and thought Dream on, Abi!
I laughed until he lunged and the bird was gone.
Victorious, Abi sauntered off with his prize. The hummingbird’s tail and beak barely protruded past his sharp teeth.
I bolted to the rescue.
Using my “Aren’t you a good cat” voice, I coaxed him towards me and held out my hand — as if he’d just surrender the bird to me.
A Bird in the Hand
I was shocked to find myself holding a hummingbird in my hand — but no more surprised than the hummingbird must have felt when Abi snatched him out of the air.
The poor guy was in shock. Medical shock.
I couldn’t see any obvious injuries, but considering how motionless he sat in my hand, clearly his wings and legs were damaged.
I rushed him gently inside the house for triage — and to keep Abi from finishing off his mid-morning snack.
In the kitchen, I laid him in a small box.
For a second.
The moment I laid him down, he took off.
So much for being injured.
Do hummingbirds play possum?
I aborted Plan A — Save the Hurt Hummingbird — and moved to Plan B — Extract the Terrified Hummingbird from my House.
The bird darted through the living room from the kitchen with me in hot pursuit. I followed him into the office where he finally came to rest on the ceiling fan.
My youngest daughter and I stared at him and discussed our options. We decided our best plan involved the swimming pool net.
The plan was to hover the net above him so he couldn’t fly up. Then my daughter would grab him from the side and rush him to freedom.
Taking our positions, we moved in for the grab.
I raised the net over the ceiling fan but before I could bring it down over the hummingbird, he hopped up onto it.
Well, that was surprising.
He peacefully perched on the side of the net while I carried him to the back yard — away from Abi, who was still in the front yard.
After we stepped outside and walked to the railing of the porch, the trusting hummingbird soared to the top of our tallest tree.
Remember Your Worth. Remember the Sparrow.
God’s Word says He cares for the birds in the air — without their even asking, I might add — and we’re worth more than them.
Nothing in our lives escapes His notice — neither the good times nor the times when it seems our circumstances have snatched us out of the air with razor-sharp teeth.
God sees us and says, “Do not be afraid.”
“Do not be afraid of those who kill the body but cannot kill the soul”
~ Matthew 11:28
Sure. Why be afraid of those who can kill the body?
“Instead, fear the One who can destroy both soul and body in hell”
~ Matthew 11:29
Well, when you put it that way.
“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground apart from the will of your Father”
~ Matthew 11:30
When Abi nabbed that hummingbird out of the air, everyone was surprised except God — and maybe Abi. He’s a confident cat.
And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So do not be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Do not be afraid because you’re priceless.
Do. Not. Be. Afraid.
Easy to say but so hard to do, except when we remember we’re not only worth more than all the sparrows, hummingbirds, and other feathered creatures combined, we’re worth dying for.
God, who can destroy both soul and body in hell and who doesn’t let a sparrow worth 1/2 cent fall to the ground apart from His will, doesn’t want to destroy us.
Instead, He wants to redeem us and care for us.
He left heaven to come to earth to die for you. And He’s interceding and working in your life right now for your good and His glory.
Remember your worth. Remember the sparrow.
You might get snatched out of the air, caught in an impossible situation, but God will care for you. He will.
If it’s not ok yet, God’s not done yet.
Watch this music video of Jason Gray’s song, Sparrows and be reminded of this great truth.
Listen to the lyrics and believe.
Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?
~ Matthew 6:26
And, yes, I know Abi is a girl’s name. Our cat’s full name is Abifer. Abi is his nickname. It’s a long story.