Fledgling
Yesterday I caught this little chap in the lane at the back of my house. He had fledged from a hole in the old limestone wall about eight feet up - and wasn’t looking too happy amongst the pebbles and grit. But my neighbours were mounting a cat patrol and doing their best to keep him safe.
Spring is a glorious - but perilous time. There are so many awful things that can happen to a young bird fresh from the nest.
I hope he may have found his wings in time - certainly the parent birds were making enough fuss!
I am reminded that not even a sparrow falls to the earth without God knowing it. Jesus Himself assures us that we too are watched over.
Time to stretch the wings of faith.