Sometimes my life is over full of things to do, my hands get full, my days too short; but I have learnt a lesson I shall not forget from a little bird.
I have caught glimpses of this little birds many times with closed eyes in prayer; a tiny, red breasted Robin. Why a Robin? Oh, I questioned The Lord about it, but never for too long; there was always the next job do, or the next thing to think about. So many times through the years the little robin has visited me in my prayers and I have to see that this teasing little bird was representing Jesus Himself, but, always, always there was something else to be getting on with; I couldn’t linger.
Then after a rainy spell the sun shine and I ventured into the garden with secateurs and garden fork. I’m not noisy so perhaps that is why the robin came to perch first in the Buddleia then in the Rose Bush, venturing ever more closer.
He watched me and I watched him. He was clearly waiting. Of course the little chap was on the look out for juicy insects. Sometimes he would make a quick dart but I came to realise that the best way to give my tiny friend what he was waiting And hoping for, was to stop my work, down tools, retreat to a quiet corner and just watch.
Psalm 40: 1 ‘I waited patiently for the LORD, He turned to me and heard my cry.’
Psalm 27: 14 ‘ Wait for the LORD; be strong and take heart and wait for the LORD’
These 2 verses speak of us waiting for The Lord, but the lesson I have learnt is this:-
God waits for us.
Waits for us to put aside our busyness.
When He comes to visit – he waits for us to be still whilst He takes pleasure in the tiny morsels of love we have to offer.
I don’t have a problem with seeing my offerings as juicy insects;
After all He is the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.
If the One who keeps the world turning and the stars burning is not too busy to visit us.
How can we keep The Lord waiting?