God of the House Finch
A poem by Steven Andrus
As I consider the hungry birds at the feeder this morning, just like You suggested, I wonder if You’re kicked back in Your royal recliner, sipping a cup of celestial coffee, smiling in childlike wonder at this heart of mine fluttering in anticipation, longing, painted red with Your extravagant love.
Questions for Reflection:
What word or phrase gently lifted for you?
How would you describe your own heart today?
What beauty in God’s creation are you considering lately?