“Just an ordinary day.” I commented at our 6:30 breakfast while watching early morning TV news. Neither of us were too excited. But then things changed.
Some tall white blossom perennials are blooming in the front flower garden. One managed to plant itself in a flower pot, so I put it in front of our living room window this spring. Soon I noticed a humming bird flitting around the blossoms. I never have gotten into feeding them myself, so when they appear I am filled with wonder. On the bird spectrum humming birds are at the opposite end our neighborhood hawk and owl. Each in its own way are wonders of God’s creation. Jesus says, “Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap. Nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?”
In Genesis God created the flying things. “Let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the heavens.”
That little humming bird changed what started as an ordinary day, to a day of wonder. For soaring hawks and hooting owls and flitting pollinating humming birds may the Lord be praised.