This morning when I awoke, I went out on my balcony as is my custom to watch the sunrise.
I know. I am very blessed. I have a balcony over the pool. It is beautiful. And it is the perfect place to take in the sunrise. My little view of heaven.
As I was looking out today, a mockingbird was in the tree nearby just singing away.
He (or she- I can't tell) just sang and sang.
I, as is also my custom, starting talking to God.
I asked, "Why is he singing? I mean, his brain is as small as a peanut. I know it is not because it makes him happy or because he is feeling good. Why do birds sing?"
And God answered, "They sing because they are not afraid. They have no worry."
Immediately, two thoughts came to mind:
First, I thought of the song: His Eye is on the Sparrow. The words go something like this:
Why should I feel discouraged? Why should the shadows come? Why should my heart feel lonely and long for heaven's home?
When Jesus is my portion. My constant friend is He. His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
His eye is on the sparrow. And I know He watches me.
I sing because I'm happy. I sing because I'm free.
For His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.
Also, Luke 12:22-31 came to mind:
22 Then Jesus said to his disciples: “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; or about your body, what you will wear. 23 For life is more than food, and the body more than clothes. 24 Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds! 25 Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your lifespan? 26 Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?
27 “Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 28 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith! 29 And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. 30 For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. 31 But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.
So I thought about it for a while and realized we humans are the only ones with the ability to worry. Birds don't have a choice. They have to trust. They don't have the ability to mull things over again and again in their tiny little brains. If they are afraid, they fly to another tree. If they cannot find food here, they go there. They flit and fly, seeking food and shelter, and God gave them the instincts to do what they need to do to survive.
We had that too. In the garden. God took care of Adam and Eve. He spent time with them. He provided for everything they needed. He loved them so dearly. But they thought He was holding out on them. They were tricked into believing that they would be "like God". Well, that is what happened. For before the fall, they could see only good. Only God could see the evil and the destruction that would lie in its wake. But afterwards, Adam and Eve could see evil too. And it frightened them. For the first time. And what was the first thing that happened to them? They were afraid. So they hid. Wow.
So every creature from then until now has had the "fight or flight" response imprinted on his soul. And only Jesus' blood gives us the ability to fully trust God. Only when we see God as who He is, and that He knows us and will only do what is best for us, can we trust Him fully, completely, with reckless abandon. And only then can we learn to not worry and be free.
Free to sing.