Despite the promises of Spring, Winter has decided to have at least one last word. I witnessed a soft light blanket of snow covering the farm around me.
While watching the snow fall outside, I noticed little birds everywhere. Across the yard, the driveway, and the pasture were dozens of Robin Red-Breasts bouncing on the ground. They seemed quite content to pick at the ground in front of them, looking for whatever was edible.
The theory is that these birds were migrating somewhere else when the snow began to fall and decided to make an uncharted landing in our piece of heaven.
And as such is the nature of life, seeing these birds made me think of an allegory. We are all trying to get to a certain destination or goal, be it a job, a location, or a relationship. Most of us are all trying to get away from where we are to where we would rather be. It is logical and to be applauded. Why wallow in the misery of your situation when you can change it?
But sometimes, regardless of our determination, the forces of nature seem to work against us. We are grounded in our flights of fancy, our ambitions halted. We are stuck in the snow asking what we did to deserve this.
Yet, despite the cold and impatient wait, there’s a hope and a promise.
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?
– Matthew 6:26
Even if we are grounded in our ambitions, stuck in places we would rather not be, look around. There will be a worm waiting.