God Cares
by Belinda van Rensburg
A mother bird has built a nest
Which is quite different from the rest,
For there between the potted leaves
(not in the trees or under eaves)
She built a cozy little home
In which to raise her chick alone.
The pot was standing on a wall,
And to ensure it wouldn't fall
I moved it to a safer place
Where enemies could not give chase -
Then in the pot plant in the shade
One spotted little egg was laid.
Onto the porch I dare not go
To clean, to read, to knit or sew.
For fear of frightening Mommy dear
I kept my distance; I steered clear
And far away from chick and nest
So that she could relax and rest.
The long awaited day arrived,
And to make sure that it survived
I prayed and asked our God on High
To undertake 'till it could fly;
That He'd supply its every need
Until itself the chick could feed.
Yesterday it left the nest,
Feathered in its Sunday best.
Its mom seemed very agitated,
But pretty soon her fears abated;
The fledgling spread its wings to fly
And swept into the clear blue sky.
The moral of my story's thus:
God loves us and He's good to us;
He cares about things small and big
Including that one little chick
Hatched from an egg so oddly laid,
In a pot plant in the shade.
© 2008