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Welcome to my blog. I blog to share about my journey following Jesus. I really love my husband and kids. I have a thing for animals, gardening, good books, and being outdoors. I like to share snippets of daily life through instagram.

Saving Gracie

Saving Gracie

I caved. I absolutely knew better as an extremely experienced bird owner. When I looked through the window at my begging cockatiel sitting lonely in her cage, I thought she had matured enough to sit with me on the porch for a few minutes. I decided that I would cautiously allow it. Five minutes later, it was almost disastrous.

Gracie lost her little birdy brain and dove out of my lap. Since her wings were trimmed, I had enough time to respond and grabbed her tail feathers to keep her from soaring over the side of our camp. I had just seen three hawks hovering overhead. 

She screamed in pain as more than a few tail feathers were swiftly jerked out of her tiny frame. I scooped her up in frustration as I walked her back inside to safety. I thought I had trained her better than this, but she wasn't my intelligent cockatoo. She couldn't be trusted.

In a moment's notice, her mind would blank out and her tiny body would propel her into flight. It would be the difference between life and death. This was our second close call.

Yet, somehow, I love this fragile, silly, little creature. She can't make a wise decision to literally save her life, but she is mine. I treasure her. She is an absolute delight to me. I can't tell you why.

I believe God looks at us with this same grace yet with perfect judgement. He knows our limitations. He knows how flighty and foolish and small we are. He sees our reckless ways and how we often hurt ourselves and others without a second thought. Yet, He extends grace upon grace. He loves us, not because he needs us, but because He just has so much love to offer that He wanted to love someone and chose us. At times, He plucks us back to save us from ourselves. It feels like He is destroying us, yet it is our salvation.

Trust Your Master's hand, Believer. Our insight is limited. His is not. 

You are dearly loved. So loved that You are written in the palm of His hand. He won't let a hair fall from your head without His say and without it being for your ultimate good and His final glory.

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