“O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,

In the secret places of the cliff,

Let me see your face,

Let me hear your voice;

For your voice is sweet,

And your face is lovely.” – Song of Solomon 2:14

In March of this year, we started seeing these two mourning doves around the house.

They’d appear outside the window or on the porch at the most interesting times.

We haven’t seen them in over three months, and yesterday we saw the two of them on the front porch among some other little birds. You can see one of them in photo above, the other one was further back to the side of the tree when I took this shot.

It warmed my heart to see our two doves again. Something about them, the sight of them always brought me peace and hope as I would talk with the Lord throughout the day, and then often I’d look out the window to see the doves there.

Interesting I’ve been thinking about birds lately, as I’ve had my bible sitting open to this passage for the last few days…

Matthew 6:25-27,

“Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?”

When we worry, it’s hard to think about the things that are right in front of us. It’s hard to focus on the things we need to do in order to keep putting one foot in front of the other. Oh how worrying which turns into fretting can become such a distraction.

Thank you for the reminder, Lord.

I trust what You say is true, and I cannot wait to see what You will do.

–Heather