~~~~~THOUGHTS ON A SUNDAY MORNING~~~~~ Under His Wings

~SWEET NEST FOR YOU~

Last month, near the end of June, I shared with you all about the tiny Wren who made a nest for her babies in a garden hose hanging on the wall in my hubby's workshop.  Remember?  Not wanting to get too close, I had a hard time seeing inside the nest, but I was pretty sure two or three tiny eggs were tucked safely inside...

~ONE-TWO~

About ten to twelve days ago we began to hear the faintest little chirps and early this past week I managed to snap a couple of pictures...  One of the two birdies opened her eyes just as I started to click away...

~NEWLY HATCHED~

Every day the Momma Wren would come and go, come and go.  She was off doing what Momma Wrens do I guess...gathering food and water for her young.  A couple of times, when we wandered too close to her babes, she screamed really loudly to 'get away'.   I'm amazed at how she cared for them and how hard she worked to protect them.  Her daily focus was spent on raising up her young.  Each day they would wait patiently for her to return and it's been nothing short of incredible watching them grow.

~PEEKING OUT~

It was so hot inside my hubby's workshop last week that he placed the vintage fan you see below in the direction of the nest to help cool them off.  One day I thought they would surely die from the high temps as the thermometer reached 110 degrees inside the out-building.

For whatever the reason I was so worried about those birdies...

My Mr. AGPMan constantly reminded me that even without the aid of our trusty old fan those tiny baby birdies would be just fine without my our interference...

And they were.

 ~COOLING THEM DOWN~

~HIDING FROM FEAR~

This morning the baby birdies flew away.  While tending to some things in my hubby's shoppe I noticed they were out and about trying desperately to fly.  Momma Birdy was quite upset as she was forcing her babies out of their nest and I was clearly not welcomed during such a private moment.  I watched quietly off to the side while the stronger of her two babies easily found its way outside.  The weaker had a harder time spreading her wings...

~SO FRIGHTENED~

Obviously afraid, the Momma Birdy stayed close by seeing to it her baby had the best chance to reach the sky...

 ~A BIT SIDELINED~

~READY TO FLY~

Finally...after getting a little off course and landing inside an empty box, the tiny little Wren made flight...

And with that the three birdies, the Momma and her two babies, were gone.

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Last night one of my dearest friends sent the following story to me...

God's Wings

After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park , forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had taken her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast....because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.

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Blessings as you remember there is safety in His love ...

'He will cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge.'(Psalm 91:4)

Love to you...