Hungry Little Bird

I was thinking about a hungry nest of baby birds the other day. The mother swoops in with the worm and the babies begin their noisy aggressive cheeping. Their little mouths are open as wide as they can be. Their mouths seem to be the biggest part of them. She divides up the worm-I guess she has a way of doing it evenly-and then she is off for another worm hunt and the process begins again.

Somehow I was thinking of me being one of the baby birds and the Lord being the mother landing at the edge of the nest to fulfill MY needs. I could picture myself muscling my way up to the top of the nest, pushing hard all around me so that my mouth is the only one convenient enough to drop some worm into. I'm chirping, "Mine, mine, mine." Right now my needs are big. I want the most worm; in fact, I want the whole worm. Figuratively speaking, I've been in starvation mode for a long time and I am very hungry for answered prayer. Move over little sibling birds, this worm is for me.

 

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