Monday, July 19, 2010
I Saw A Baby Bird Fall Out of It's Nest
While sitting on the patio last night I heard quite a rustling in the tree. I observed the branches shaking wildly and then, "plop" - a creature was on the ground. So, I ran to get my phone (for the video, of course) and began taping it. (it's posted above)
There was a baby (well at least a very young) bird, wobbling around on the ground. He was very unstable, almost drunk-like. He struggled to even spread his wings and when he did they were so small they could not lift him so of course he did not fly. He looked absolutely horrified. Startled! Shocked! He did attempt sounds and managed to get out some sort of a meger alert.
His parent was quite the opposite! He or she was making this loud, consistant squalking noise. She was flying around the tree under which was her offspring. She watched, and squalked but never (at least while I could see) rescued her baby.
This went on for quite sometime. The baby staggering, tripping, falling, wandering in a foreign place. The mamma never being too far away, watching but not rescuing.
As I think back, I don't know if the baby fell from the nest, decided to step out of the nest on his own, or was pushed from the nest....
I guess this has special significance for me today because my baby turns 19 this week and I know he's not ready to fly alone yet. I also think that somewhere inside of me I know that this year he will face tripping, falling, and wandering in foreign places. I am resigned to watch him struggle to spread his wings and not to rescue him!
I pray that he realizes that I will be ever watchful and squalking out consistant, loud prayers, never too far away.
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So very true, Deb - I hear you loud and clear. My 16-year-old is spreading her wings right now in Bogotá, far from home at university, so wanting to be independent, but needing us near to lend moral support. We always want to protect our babies, but they were never really ours, but His. These are days of real faith and trust in the One who gave us their precious lives to steward. Boy, I miss her...
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