It was early summer of 2003. I was pregnant with Gavin as I walked into Drug Emporium for miscellaneous odds and ends. As I walked in I noticed a bird flying around inside of the store. An employee saw me watching the bird and commented that they’d been trying to get it out all morning and afternoon. With bold confidence I informed her that I’d get it out for them and then started off in the direction of the bird. I have a very soft spot in my heart for birds and will go to great lengths to help them. The young girl looked at me like I was crazy and continued on her way probably thinking, “Whatevs, lady…” The bird landed on top of a glass cigarette case that was about 7 feet high. Not like I could just reach up and grab a wild bird even if I could reach up that high.
“GOD, PLEASE HELP ME GET THIS BIRD!!” I quietly whispered.
I was SURE that I was going to get this bird without any doubt in my mind. I just had no idea how to go about it. I’m not in the habit of carrying around pole nets in my purse. As I got closer to the glass case I raised my arms up at the bird. I must have scared it because it fluttered back and was now stuck between the wall and the case. As if I knew exactly what I was doing, I reached back and was able to grab just the edge of the young starling’s wing. The frightened bird struggled and resisted against me, but I refused to let go. Ever so gently I pulled the bird out from his predicament by his wing careful not to bend it in a direction it wasn’t meant to go. In less than a couple of minutes I had the starling in my hands, his head peeking out of my firm grasp with juvenile fuzz still on the top of his head. Largely pregnant, I walked past the checkout registers with a fuzzy headed bird in my hand. Several employees and customers stared at me dumbfounded wondering how in the heck I managed to do in literally a couple of minutes what they’d been trying to do all day!
Once back outside I released the bird from my grip and it instantly took flight. It landed on a nearby wall and looked back at me as if to say thank you before taking off into the horizon.
Initially I recalled this event from the perspective of approaching matters with bold and confident faith,
“GOD, PLEASE HEAL THIS BABY GIRL!!”
Am I SURE that God is going to heal Nora without any doubt in my mind? “Is my faith that strong?” I ask myself. There are days when it seems impossible, “HOW are you going to do this?” Hopelessly, I try to find the logic and potential resources just as I did with the starling. Often those don’t exist. But that can not and will not stop God! He faithfully provides just the right circumstances, and puts just the right people in our lives with pinpoint precision.
Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.
Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.
As I recalled this story of the starling I began to see things with a “bird’s eye view”, so to speak. When we first started going to Children’s Hospital, I compared it to feeling like a trapped bird. I think it also holds true in initially finding yourself as the parent of a special needs child. I found myself empathizing with the fear that bird must have been faced with. One “wrong turn”, whether he chose it or not, and suddenly the bird found himself in an environment that was completely foreign to him. The endless sky was suddenly restricting. Flying frantically back and forth, there appeared to be no way out, no solution in sight. He trusted nothing and no one until suddenly he was physically pinned between a wall and a cabinet, his worst fears come true. How exactly like that bird I have felt!! Emotionally crushed. Hopeless and terrified. I sometimes don’t understand the love and wisdom in God’s mighty hand squeezing through the crack to extricate me. Out of fear I try to wriggle from his grasp, wanting to rely on my own solutions for solving these problems. But the more I relax and stop fighting the easier it is. God doesn’t have to pull so hard on my wings. I might spend the rest of my life behind this “cabinet”, but I have the faith and the hope that one day I will finally get out. As long as I am in His grip, I am safe. There will come that day for all of us, whether we were trapped behind a cabinet or not, that we are brought back outside into our natural environment where we were meant to be all along. Those hands will open introducing us to the glories of heaven as we take flight, cool wind in our face, free at last!
Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and will bring me safely to his heavenly kingdom. To him be glory for ever and ever. Amen.
(2 Timothy 4:18)
Nora’s heart rate has been registering between mid-130s to 160s and her breathing is much more relaxed!! (As is mine!!) This has been such a relief, such a HUGE answer to prayers!! I can’t thank you enough!!
“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.”
Here is Nora trying out some new toys from Redwood! She was very interested in this mirror. When you touch the little chains that dangle across the mirror the frame lights up, it vibrates and plays music!