Thoughts on a Day: Creation

9:00 am. August 13, 1991, Creation

How small you are little creation of God. I watch the bigger robin flit from tree to tree eating seeds and bugs. I see the starling rackously chattering searching the ground for dropped fruit. I see the large sharp billed 'pecker’ waiting for a chance to drill on deliciously infested wood.

Overhead goes a black winged flock. Yet comes another white winged platoon of seagulls returning from their night's lodging. Most likely they are going to a great foraging day spent picking up washed out bugs and insects from the farmer's newly irrigated field.

And yet, my attention comes quickly back to the tiny wing fluttering creature by my window. He holds himself as still as possible, spinning as hard as he can to remain in the air. He is so tiny. I would love to reach out and touch him or hold him in my hand to further inspect his tiny bird body and beak. But no, he just lingers long enough for me to see he truly belongs to the bird family.

I know, it is to thank me for placing the humming bird feeder where he and his friends can enjoy a sweet sip of nectar.

Now I see three coming to share the sweetness. At moments they are not sweet to each other. Perhaps it is the first bird claiming the feeder is his alone. They are such small birds yet they speak with loud voices. The intruders hum off and one eats his fill. He leaves and the others return. Hunger will not allow them to remain away for very long.

A creation to study, observe and enjoy--a tiny humming bird.

-EHG