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Thursday, June 12, 2008

Nest Unrest

nestFor weeks last summer- I watched and waited...Daily I snapped pics and excitedly posted them to my blog. I saw bits of my yard being woven into a home for a tiny red-breasted family to be. I saw a devoted momma , carefully build. I watched her darling keeping a careful eye over her as she gathered.

Finally- came the big day and I watched her tend her eggs. They were an amazing color of blue.

I watched because she had built her nest in the light next to my patio door. The light is a motion detector light. It was NOT a good place for her to nest. The eggs never hatched. I, cried.

A few weeks ago- I again noticed bits of my yard, again being woven into a home in the light. I felt sad for her. The light and constant interruption of my rambunctious family would make it impossible for her new nest and eggs to survive. She just didn't know better. Before it was too late... I begged hubby to pull out the yard bits that she'd carefully woven, to encourage her to move her home... he did. I cried.

A few days later- we watched as yard bits, again became woven. This time? It is in my favorite willow tree. A much better place for her to nest. I'm watching. I'm waiting. Maybe- maybe this year there will be a tiny family. For now- I glad we did the hard thing- and un-rested her nest.

To be honest- I've experienced this in my life. I've tried to settle in where maybe I shouldn't have. Only to have God lovingly reach down... and unrest my nest- encouraging me to move along to a safer place- or a better place to nest. Maybe today- when you popped by- you were feeling a little like you're nest is in unrest. If so--- I pray you find hope- in the truth that if God is unresting your nest--- it will be for your good.

much love- ts

One of my favorite passages that give me hope in all nesting circumstances is Jeremiah 29:11-14-

11 For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. 14 I will be found by you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back from captivity. [b] I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you," declares the LORD, "and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile."

Dear Lord- I pray that you'd guide and direct the weaving of our lives and homes- I love and trust you- amen

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