Showing posts with label wrens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wrens. Show all posts

Thursday, June 3, 2010

They're Gone!

Our beautiful, little baby wrens have gone.

They grew strong enough and gained enough courage to attain higher ground.

We miss them, but will keep the nest warm until next year hoping the Mama and Dada will return to again make their home at the Ponderosa.

I remain steadfast with my little chicks, knowing I have a few more years...learning how to slowly remove my wings around them as they gain their own feathers.

Praying for their courage, too, to one day make a difference in this world.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Wings are Important

Hour after hour we have watched our Mama and Dada wren try to entice their chickadees to take flight.

After the baby birds left the nest, I was under the impression that they would take off right away, but here, three days later, they are still hopping around. We have had to keep our garage door shut because they want to hang out in it.

It is amazing to see the parent's fly to and fro, back and forth continuing to bring food to their hungry mouths.

The Mama will fly to the roof of our home and fly down again trying to reassure and her little ones that they can do it too.

These are many learning moments for this Adoption Mama.

I don't stop being a Mommy just because my little birdies have wings. They must be fully developed and ready to take wing. Just like the baby wrens feel like they are strong enough to leave the nest, our children will crave the same freedom; but need continuing nourishment until they have their adult feathers (wisdom, judgment and discernment) and tail wings (responsibility, trustworthiness and maturity).

My babies may even hit the side of the house as they take off, just like those little baby wrens. But each day they are able to fly a little higher and a little higher. Failure is part of the growing process in both species alike. This must be the most painful part of allowing their own wings to take the place of the warmth of the mother's body.

But much patience is required on the part of the parents.

And much trust in the Lord.

Matthew 6:25-27, "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

Monday, May 31, 2010

Thankful for More Time!


Our beautiful, baby wrens have been in their little nest for 20 days. They have grown plump and soft, full of feathers that resemble their parents.

Yesterday we found the nest empty, the cute little offspring hopping around the plant where their house was made. They are getting ready to fly the coop.

Their parents are ready too. In fact, as I write this, my littlest one came into the house to inform me they have hopped out of the nest and are meandering around trying to figure out this thing called freedom.


Compared to the human race, those precious birds are born, grow up, and take wing in the blink of an eye.

Most times it seems at this same speed in which I find my own little nestlings growing up. Days, months and years pass so quickly.

Like our beautiful Mommy wren, I must feed my little ones on the Word that satisfies, until they are ready to find food themselves.

I must protect them from the predators, especially those nasty snakes.

However painful this is, I must also prepare them to take wing, even allowing them to fall on their heads as they attempt to leave the nest that I have spent so much time and energy on. As their wings come in, they stretch and yearn to fly. But, much like our inexperienced little wren babies, they seem so lost at times; very scared of the humans around; scurrying to find safety.

But as I attempted to capture their freedom on my camera, they found comfort in each other and eventually took to the air and flew.

I struggle at times to let my own babies learn to fly. I must do
this, though; for they must grow their wings and take off. This is part of life.

The Beautiful life God has given.