Birds of A Feather
Then Peter began to speak: "I now realize how true it is that God doesn not show favoritism but accepts men from every nation who fear him and do what is right" (Acts 10:34, 35, NIV).
A short time after moving to Colorado, I saw a beautiful bird with black and white feathers. For some time, I laughed at its antics and enjoyed its song. Then I asked a friend what kind of bird it was, and she said, "Oh, that's a magpie. It's a scavenger and is related to the vulture." Related to a vulture? My opinion of the bird changed instantly. Since then, I have learned more about the playful magpie. It will eat dead things, but it's an omnivore and mates for life. It's not such a bad bird after all.
Just like I did with the magpie, people can attribute characteristics to others without knowing all the facts. Japanese Americans were interred during World War II just because they were Japanese. During the time of the Cold War, many Americans were afraid of all Russians. Some Americans tend to see all Muslims and peoples from certain countries of the Middle East as evil. They base their opinions of all on the actions of a few. Contrary to the saying, "birds of a feather" don't always flock together.
The Bible pleads for love and tolerance. God told Peter in a vision that His salvation and the Gospel were for all. God has promised that all nations will be represented in heaven. May we never forget that God loves all no matter who they are or where they come from. Donna Wittlif
A Cup of Hot Tea
“Behold the birds of the heaven, that they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns: and your heavenly Father feeds them. Are not you of much more value than they?” (Matthew 6:26).
This morning I carried my daily cup of hot tea to my computer desk and took a long sip. Its soothing warmth seemed to sink clear down to my toes, then spread through the rest of me. It reminded me of God’s love. Even the small comforts of our lives are gifts from our Father’s bountiful hand.
I can see the cup of tea. I can feel its physical warmth and comfort. On the other hand, I can’t see God’s love nor reach out and touch it. Maybe that is why sometimes a minutia of doubt creeps into my mind. Perhaps that’s why my inner soul cries out, “God, please love me and take care of me.”
Then I say to myself, “Silly you. God does love you. He sent His Son to die for you.” I think of all the times God has seen me through hard times. I remember His unseen presence in the midst of dangers and toils. A sense of His unfailing love radiates through my body, bringing calm and peace.
The theme of God’s Word is His love and kindness toward us. Our Father is the very essence of love. He loves mankind, and He loves us individually. Nothing can separate us from God’s love.
The next time life seems to be bearing down on me, I will remember that God loves me and is with me. Even though I can’t see His hand, I will reach up and take it and walk with Him through life’s troubles. My Father’s love and care will keep me until I truly walk with Him in heaven.
Hymn: “Yes, for Me He Careth”
Prayer: Heavenly Father, help me never to doubt Your love and care for me, even when times get rough. May I always trust in You. In Jesus’ name. Amen.