The November day was gray and quiet as I filled the feeders hoping the birds would come.
At first, they didn’t, and that always makes me restless. I was determined to stay put, but I had to do something. I focused my camera on the golden-brown beauty around me.
Finally, they came, but things weren’t normal; there were no cheeps and peeps. They flew onto the branches and watched.
Something was off. There was no time for leisurely choosing the tastiest seeds or nuts. Instead, it was a grab and go kind of day.
When they watched the sky, so did I. When they looked across the wildflower field, so did I. When they were startled by something unseen or unheard by me, I was unsettled too.
Somewhere out there an enemy lurked, and the birds were on guard.
Stranger still, the regular birds of warning were silent. No blue jay squawks and the crows didn’t caw. I wasn’t cold, but I was feeling downright shivery. Suddenly, in a rush of wings, they were gone.
I stayed, and my thoughts started to roam all over the place the way they sometimes do. I am a mystery writer after all.
It wasn’t long before my real-life concerns rushed hither and yon across my mind. There were little things and big things and a few bigger things zigging and zagging, and I’d been sitting there so long the shivers were now from the cold.
No secret enemy appeared from behind the bushes or the field, but there was an enemy prowling around in my mind as I let doubts and fears have a riot in my mind.
One brave little chickadee gave it another go, looked around, and left.
His arrival and departure were a welcome distraction – a gift of sorts. In the seconds after he left, these verses I’d memorized years ago came to mind:
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. 2 Timothy 1:7 (KJV)
And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:7 (ESV)
Relief poured over me, and I prayed, “Father, You have not given me a spirit of fear, but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind. You promise me Your peace, which surpasses all understanding, will guard my heart and mind in Christ Jesus.”
The gears in my mind shifted, the chaos, retreated and peace took its place.
My circumstances hadn’t changed but my focus had.
Before I left my photo fort the house, I took this picture. I hope you enjoy it.
Until Next Time,
P. S. What do you do when the worries and frustrations of life take over your mind?
This song . . .