Never Been to Moab (except for maybe the one in Utah)

"Like fluttering birds pushed from the nest, so are the women of Moab..." Isaiah 16:2

Isaiah. That's in the Old Testament. The sixteenth chapter talks about the Moabites, refers to their pride, withering fields of Hebron, (I think there's a Hebron in Utah, too) and the weeping of Jazer. Yep, pretty hard to follow. That's why we have places like Fuller, AGTS, Wheaton and Vanguard. When you have a degree from one of these universities or seminaries you can explain tough chapters like this. Or at the very least, pronounce the biblical cities properly.

But in our town, Sunny, in fact --- at our house, in Sunny, we have been caring for some little birds pushed from the nest since Sunday. There is a nest right outside the office here and we discovered three little birds who had fallen straight onto the concrete.

I remembered seeing Lexie looking out through the wooden blinds on the office door and she would jump a bit, but I thought she'd just bumped into the blinds! She must have seen the little babies first! So...Sunday afternoon was spent with Mama Gracie doing her best to assist the newly hatched birds. They bounced around and hopped and their Mama and Papa stayed very close to them.

But alas, in the morning, Mama Gracie had large tears fall as two of them had not survived. About an hour later, after the sprinklers stopped, little chirps were heard from the middle of the lawn nearby.....Oh! Joy! So here he is (I think his name is Louie):

He spent Monday stretching those wings, enjoying treats from his mama, and chirping. He settled in for the night and we put up a piece of cardboard on one side to give him some security. There's no sign of him this morning, but I'm sure his Mom & Dad are giving him flying lessons. If anything else happened... well, this is not the Discovery channel and we are not going to discuss those options.

But back to those Moabite women and the birds being pushed out of the nest.... Isn't it amazing that God cares about "little Louie" and knows exactly where he is this morning (whether or not he's here or joining the Heavenly Hummingbird Chorus). How much more does he care about us? Here's one hint: "Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don't be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows." Luke 12:7

I'm so glad God loves us whether or not we understand all the "Thee"s, "Thou"s, Moabites, Jebusites, and Mustnotites in the Bible. And I really hope the two baby birds still in the nest make it.