EVEN THE SPARROW HAS FOUND A HOME

     Even the sparrow has found a home and the swallow a nest for herself, PSALM 84:3

    Mama had a pair of house wrens that built a nest some place around her back door every year.  One year, they nested in the edge of her hanging basket filled with purple petunias.  Another year, they actually nested in her storage room just off the parking area at the back door. They seemed to want to be close to her.  Her home was their home.
     We all desire to find a place to call home. Most of us want a place to rest. This is a basic need for me and almost every person I know.  But, there always seems to be something else, no matter where we are or what we have. 
     There seems something outside the walls of who we are that requires satisfying.  I haven’t found it, have you?  Is it to be in the absolute presence of God?  It is a never ending search for that which the soul finds restful or peaceful? Do we only find that closeness within the walls of our church or synagogue? 
     Are we, too, trying to build our nest close to the altar or at the foot of the cross? “Nearer my God to Thee”, we often hear in that old familiar hymn.  We, too, need to be closer to the cross of Christ.  Let us seek Him daily within the shadow of the cross that our hearts might find peace and our souls cease it’s searching.  He is there; arms open wide, waiting for us to find our way home. 

“But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.” LUKE 15:20b

 Gardening tip: There are plants in almost every garden that have been previously parked and now need to ‘find their homes’ during the ‘resting time of winter’.