Ever since mine became empty, I been a big fan of birds nests. Even more so
after our son in law Nate, gave me Feathers From My Nest: A Mothers Reflection
by Beth Moore. I highly recommend it but warning… have tissues in hand.
Though all nests have similarities. I’m intrigued by their individuality and
uniqueness. This little nest, which I found on the ground, is thin and a bit
sparse. However, woven into to the inside wall was a generous piece of
white paper. The paper contains fragments of letters or numbers and though
not legible, they nevertheless are there. Woven into the body of the nest.
I painted this Sunday afternoon, right after I finished a Thread of Hope. Convinced
that this nest contained a lesson as well, I asked my Father to show me & He did.
Thy word have I hid in my heart, that I might not sin against thee. Psalm 119:11
The paper woven into the nest is like His word, hidden in my heart. When
we spend time reading and digesting the Word of God, an amazing thing
happens. It becomes apart of us…the very fiber of our being. It is His way
of helping us to stay ever close to Him. I am like the paper white narcissus
bulb. It is my prayer that the Lord, will awaken my soul to thrill at the Joy
of His Presence! That His hidden word, will keep me close to Him and bring
Him glory….and me His joy.
Romans 1:18-20 “For the truth about God is known instinctively to
them. God has put this knowledge in their hearts. From the time the world
was created, people have seen the earth and sky and all that God made.
They can clearly see His invisible qualities – His eternal power
and divine nature. So they have no excuse whatsoever for not
Luke 19:40 I tell you, he replied, if they keep quiet, even the stones will cry out.
This is my Father’s world,
and to my listening ears
all nature sings, and round me rings
the music of the spheres.
This is my Father’s world;
I rest me in the thought
of rocks and trees, of skies and seas-
His hand the wonders wrought.