building my nest

There is nothing in which the birds differ more from man than the way in which they can build and yet leave a landscape as it was before. ~Robert Lynd

I found a bird's nest that had fallen out of a tree downtown the other day. People were stepping around it like it was no big deal.Maybe they didn't even see it.

I love birds. I love their feathers, I love their nests. Long ago I asked God to send me bird feathers when I needed to remember Him, He has done so faithfully. So I couldn't help but think that this nest was for me. A bigger reminder, that He is providing a life for me, He is helping me to build my nest, that I am even more loved than the birds in the trees.