Wednesday, February 16, 2011

His Eye Is On the Sparrow

Early this morning I was mulling over Isaiah 26:3 in my mind and heart..."Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee." As I sat at the kitchen table with my head bowed in prayer asking God to help me keep my mind on Him more and telling Him that I wanted to trust in Him more, I heard a very unusual noise. At first I kept on praying but in a minute after the noise increased I had to open my eyes and see if I could discover what was going on.

I looked in the direction the noise was coming from and there was a bird...perhaps a sparrow...holding on to the screen on the kitchen window over the sink. The little bird was hopping and scratching from place to place on the screen and that's what was making the funny noise.

Immediately I knew God was sending me a message as my mind went to the lyrics of an old song I used to hear sung a lot...."Why do I feel discouraged? Why do the shadows come? Why does my heart feel lonely, and long for heaven and home? When Jesus is my portion, my constant Friend is He. His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me!" (lyricist Civilla D. Martin and composer Charles H. Gabriel)

It was like God said to me "Don't be so worried about everything! I take care of this little bird on your window screen. How much more will I take care of you!"

Just to reinforce this promise, I turned to Matthew 10:29-31 and read these verses: "Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing? and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.
But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows"

Lord, help me to remember today and everyday that I am Your child and that you are watching over me at all times! Thank you!

And my prayer today is that each of you who reads this will realize this same thing!

God bless!



Anonymous said...

I appreciated this today because it brought back many good memories. The first is when attended a revival at First Baptist when we were in high school. I forget the preacher ( Angel Martinez?), but he was soooo good and he had a trumpet player (Steve Taylor, I think) with him. I remember him playing this song and how beautiful it was.

The other good memory I have is of my mother-in-law. She had a degree in vocal music from the W and was a magnificent singer. She never missed choir at her church She sang this as a solo many times. It always makes me smile when I hear it. Thanks for the memories.


De'on said...

I needed this today, Marilyn, and it also made me wonder if I'd ever shared with you on how much the birds mean to me. They are my messengers many times, and I cover them in my book.

Thank you and God bless. I truly believe He uses these little creatures to get our attention and share a simple message with us. Over and over! :)

Loretta said... know "His Eye Is On The Sparrow" is one of my favorite songs. I have a special story about that song, probably the first time that I remember hearing it. Anyway....thanks!


Leah @ Point Ministries said...

I wish I trusted as easily as I worry. I'm making progress, but I have a long way to go.


Cindy said...

I love it when God sends us a message through His creation!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for this Marilyn. So true and reassuring. God is still in control. It is wonderful to see Him working in people's lives that you know.
Love you.

Elsie said...

God uses many things to remind us of His love.Butterflies are my favorite...

Carolyn said...

Marilyn, just got home from church and thought I would check facebook. Thank you for this post and for finding your blog. I love this song and I know how you feel. Many times it seems that when I want to be in HIS presence alone, there are always interruptions. Isn't it wonderful that God would take the time to send a sparrow to remind us of HIS love. Thank you, Carolyn

elaine @ peace for the journey said...

A beautiful reminder, Marilyn, of just how much my Father loves and cares for me. Oh for the eyes to see the witness of his grace and mercy each and every day.

Blessed weekend rest to you.