a morning lesson

This morning I spent a good half hour trying to rescue a hummingbird out of my garage. The crazy bird was literally beating it's head against the wall trying to find an escape. It had mistaken the circle of light reflecting on to the ceiling cast by the garage door light for the dawning sunlight outside. I know it sounds crazy to higher life forms like us- but the creature was so fascinated by the substitute light reflecting on the garage wall that it could not see that a few feet away was true sunlight and freedom!

Crazy, crazy stuff. How I pity these lower life forms.

I mean, seriously... if only this bird could think like humans- then he could clearly see that if you only follow those things that substitute for the true light, you will continually flap your wings and bang your head over and over again against the wall- it will get you nowhere in life. You will be trapped by your meaningless pursuits.

There is no freedom in that. There is only one true light.

What to do?

I considered my options. A net? No good- the tiny bird could easily be permanently injured by the net and thus the rescue itself could do more harm than good. A towel to throw over it? We used to catch bats this way when we lived in Texas. But again- not the way to catch a hummingbird.

I could just leave the creature to it's own demise. After all, the poor foolish bird had chosen it's course. But somehow the more I got involved with the tiny creature's plight, the more I felt the need to show grace- to help it to find it's way. Perhaps because I am constantly aware of how I have been shown grace.

Of course by now you can see that I was identifying with the hummingbird- having been there myself many times. I recognized that crazy struggle it was in- those wings were flapping hard against the wall. The little guy was wearing itself out. Boy do I know what it's like to beat your head against the wall and to work feverishly to no end!

Finally, an idea- turn off all the lights in the garage, open one door and wait for the bird to see that there is only one true light.

Sure enough- this was how the little bird was liberated.

It finally saw the light when it realized that all the other lights had gone out.

It wasn't until all the other lights in the room that had captured it's attention and had caused its many meaningless and fruitless attempts to find freedom had gone away, that the bird was able to focus it's attention on the one true light.

In a flash, the bird was out the door and disappeared into the morning sky.

Such simple creatures, those hummingbirds.

It takes one to know one I guess.

I stood there for a few seconds watching the bird fly away thanking God for this mornings lesson.

This coming Sunday I will be teaching on Matthew 5:27-29- the passage of scripture in which Jesus teaches about the folly of an adulterous life. I want all of our parents to be fairly warned- because of the subject matter, I don't feel it will be appropriate for children 5th grade and under to be in the room for this teaching. This is a Sunday you will want to put your children in our excellent Children's Worship program on the third floor.