Almost Empty Birdfeeder and Me

The almost empty birdfeeder right outside my dining room window reminds me of myself. Like it, I’m in need of filling too, with daily sustenance, physically and spiritually.

When I read scriptures or do a Bible study as I am right now, on “The Discipline of Grace” by Jerry Bridges, I’m reminded of one truth or should I say, one fear I have. What I’ve read needs to be remembered and acted upon, yet I’m afraid.

Afraid I will take it in, then as the days and weeks go by, I’ll forget or let my life resume its usual path.

And why would that be bad you ask?

Well, it would mean I’ve forgotten what I’ve learned, what in essence, has humbled me. I grip my hands, the reassuring taste of my last gulp of coffee reminding me or my past experience and close my eyes in prayer.

Dear God, please don’t let your words, your wisdom, your teachings fall by the wayside like in the parable of the seeds. May your wisdom NOT be choked out or crowded out by the thorns of everyday concerns or get trampled on the stoney path of reality. Create a new and clean spirit within me, O Lord, and renew a right spirit within me. Amen.