Lesson from the Birds

Lesson from the Birds



I started feeding, or putting out birdseed for birds to eat in my garden, knowing four new born sparrows without back winged tails might need some nourishment to grow strong and healthy in, they were born in my house garden, free to come and go, there is no top to it, nor do I clip their wings.
The garden I have is a house type garden, and has dense foliage, as well as high greenery. These small brown looking sparrow developed from the eggs they were hatched from the nests their mothers built in the garden, and their mothers and fathers came about eating those bird seeds I put out bought at a local store, a pound of bird seed at a time, then went to five pounds when five birds turned in to twenty. Then black sparrows showed up, and I put more bird seed out, and I noticed now we had about twenty-birds eating throughout the day, and the four little birds, born in the garden, ate until their hearts were content, pert near, all the waking hours of daylight.
Well, they started making a mess in and on and around the platform of the garden, and in the garden, and breaking leaves, making holes in them, sliding down them, leaving white marks on them, and now I had a job to clean their mess up.
Well, it wasn’t too bad, I told myself, and just kept on feeding them, as if it was manna (or food) falling from heaven. And now we got the humming bird coming once a day to check things out and a few pigeons, and two looking strange birds—ugly as if from hell’s abyss long legs, owl like face, one three times the size of the sparrows, and one five times their size, and a forth species, colored gray about three times the size of a sparrow.
Now these new birds were heavy for the branches, and their wings too large, too spread out, too wide and they started ripping the garden to shreds, and they’d come up to the open glass doors by my office, eating the spread out food, I could now taste their feathers in my mouth, and I had to daily spray the garden clean with a water hose and those big birds were as arrogant as could be.
After a few months of doing this daily, they expected me to continue to feed them, waiting at the glass windows in the morning. And started fighting over the food, the bigger ones pushing the little ones aside, and even eating the back feathers of the small birds, making them clumsy in flight; consequently I stopped feeding them. But it all made me think, how ungrateful they’ve been. Now they search for food and cannot find it. They are getting a little bit humbler, as they had gotten quite lazy in searching for food, when it was at their feet, not knowing how nice they had it.
But it makes a person think, how ungrateful we are to God Almighty, I mean, I can’t take this ongoing rudeness, and arrogant attitude of the birds, much less feed them as they prance back and forth in front of me, expecting me to feed them, and yet show no respect, no discipline, no limits to their rude behavior. And the big birds know more then you think they know I’ve tested them: when I shoo them away trying to feed the little ones, they get the medium size ones to sneak up and get the food, and mouth feed them. I can only say, God has got a lot of patience, and I hope he never stops feeding us, or humanity will go steer crazy, and God help us all then—because we are much worse than those birds. What they’ve done to my garden, is nothing compared to what we’ve done to His earth.

Note: 4-12-2010