I am a hawk geek and a bird nerd so this week when news came from Cornell that 12-year old Ezra had been found with a fractured wing and had to be euthanized, I felt sad. Ezra had been banded by Cornell in 2006 and with his life-long mate, Big Red, had raised 15 nestlings over the years. Ezra and Big Red were mates for life and social media news has reported that she has been seen pining from her nest looking for her beloved Ezra to come.
I know, right? It tears me up too.
God cares about these creatures – He cares for them – He watches over them. I know this to be true because red words in Matthew 6.26 tell me so.
And, for goodness’ sake – Holy Spirit told Isaiah to use an analogy of an Eagle to encourage His people.
Feeling like you can’t put one foot in front of the other?
WAIT ON HIM…
(I contacted Cornell via Twitter and learned: “Red-tailed hawks typically stay with the same mate each year, but will find a new mate if one dies.” – Big Red has been seen building her nest so it is quite probable there will be nestlings from her this season!)
Kathy Walters says
Tammy Mashburn says
Carol Knipschield says
God takes care of the birds of the air and lilies of the fields how much more he cares for us.
Thanks for these encouraging thoughts today!
Thank you for the encouragement!
Michele Morin says
Good to know that I’m not the only one who pulls over to the side of the road when I see a fish hawk about to nab her dinner from the river — or an owl hunting rodents over an open field covered in snow. Every time I see a bald eagle, his size absolutely STARTLES me.
God is so creative.
Tara @ Lehman Lane says
Barbara H. says
Thanks for the encouraging word from the Word! Eagles are such majestic looking creatures, and I love that they mate for life.
Absolutely love the beautiful simplicity of this!
Just the message i needed to read. Thank you for your words Susan.
Andrew Budek-Schmeisser says
Lovely, Susan. God does care.
Yesterday I caught a mouse trying to sneak into the house, and as I was about to end his adventures with a shovel (Barb really hates mice, and taking her to Disneyland is fraught with peril) the little guy froze in fear, and was shaking and blinking.
And I couldn’t do it.
Instead I flipped the dirt on which he was sitting – and him – across the driveway. He caught hold of a sagebrush limb, and was hanging there, wondering how much worse his day could get.
He soon found out, as he and the sagebrush were catapulted over the fence. On landing he took off…he wanted to get as far away from me as he could.
I’m glad he lived.
Anita Ojeda says
I couldn’t read this last week because of Bella :/. How sad about Ezra. We can learn so much about loyalty from animals, can’t we?