Squirrels and Sparrows

Two squirrels playing in my yard.

It’s cold outside. There hasn’t been a barbeque in months. I don’t see any nuts anywhere. The snow is deep. The temperatures steep.

Yet I see they are plump and happy. They frolick and play. They tease one another hiding and running without a care in the world.

Luke 12:6-7 says “Are not five sparrows sold for two pennies? And not one of them is forgotten before God. Why, even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not; you are of more value than many sparrows.”

If of more value than a sparrow, surely of more value than a squirrel. Or two.

Yet as I look out my window, they run freely without a concern in the world while the weight of the world lies heavily on my shoulder.

How will I pay for all the Christmas gifts I’m planning to get? And that’s not including the wedding presents that aren’t supposed to take place until June?

How will I keep my hair from turning gray? I can’t deny it anymore, the roots are turning and I’m aging.

How will I keep my figure when my ankle still hurts and running is for those more limber and more lucky?

How will I be transformed by childbirth when my 40th birthday looms in the horizon, only 16 months away?

How will I complete the job that I feel called to do when a week doesn’t go by without offending someone?

How will I grow in holiness when I go back to the pit so quickly and consistently that I get tired of my own voice crying out to the Lord pleading for forgiveness again and again?

But as I look out my window, the squirrels are still there. I can swear they’re the same squirrels that I saw back in May. They are fatter and happier and even more full of life, as they run back and forth without a concern in the world.

How will they eat? Where will they sleep? Who will dress them and clean them and provide for their needs?

It hasn’t been me. I can testify to that. But someone has been caring for every one of their needs.

Could it be God?

Could He also perhaps in my hour of need erase all my fears and provide for my ease?

More than a sparrow.

No. I will not fear.

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