The Little Robin

On the morning of the fourth of July (2007), we set off some firecrackers on our street. After the smoke had cleared, we found a small robin who was obviously scared of the sparks and loud noise. He wasn't quite ready to fly and must have fallen out of his nest a little prematurely. Benjamin tried to pick it up (with gloves on), but the bird just hopped to the side of the road. As we were feeding pieces of earthworm to the bird, we heard a chirping from a tree above us and looked up to see a robin....perhaps papa robin!

This story shows how helpless we are without our kind loving Father. He protects us and keeps us in his large and powerful hands. We can always feel sure that God is in control.
We immediately backed away from the little bird and went inside. As I looked back, I could see the baby and parent robin together.

J. Andrew