I have a mockingbird nest in my honeydew drop bush. For days I've watched the babies grow and mature and the mother tending them. They constantly squawk like they're hungry all the time. After awhile I noticed they were developing a fluffy coat of fur and I knew it was getting time for their flight into the dark world from the safety and security of their nest. The other day I noticed one of them a few feet from the nest, perched on a branch. I got a real close up of him and felt blessed to be so close to one of Gods creations. He was so cute. I wanted to touch him but I remembered what I was taught as a child, that the mother will abandon the nest if she senses it, so I didn't. Everyday since then I've gone to look to see where he is, for it brings me great joy, it's at these times I feel close to God. I thought how scary it must be for the bird to think that he must now make it on his own without his mother to care for him.
So it was at this time last spring I was out watering my garden and I was feeling a bit down. I heard a little squawking sound coming from inside my honey dew drop bush. There lie a bird's nest and when I pulled on a branch to get a closer peek four baby birds raised up their heads and opened their mouths awaiting food from their mother. My mood suddenly changed and I was elated at the sight. As the days rolled by I would always go by and look into the nest, being careful to not get too close. One day I noticed the nest was empty and I thought they had gone off with their mother. But to my amazement they were nearby, to be found in the large cherry tree or the hedge around the house. As the months have gone by I've realized that they never left. The four of them are still here and often when I come home they're on the sidewalk as if greeting me. I'd like to think that in some way we bonded and they feel safe here. Of all the places they could live they've stayed close to their nest and it's occurred to me that there's no place like home...
So it is for us a scary world we live in and sometimes we have to "stick our necks out" and do something that is uncomfortable and fills us with fear but God said 'I will never leave you nor forsake you', and we face it head on, just like that baby bird about to take his first flight with his mother watching over him...
Heartstrings Two, Copyright © 2008 by Library of Congress
About Me
- Janylee McGlinchy
- I am a Christian woman of God. I was given the gift of a child to raise, and I am thankful for being chosen to be a mother. I am a published author. I write poetry and stories, meditations and reflections. I offer my writing as a gift to the world, though I long for the day that I will be published for royalties. I have three compilations of poetry and stories titled Heartstrings. I have letters published in several newspapers along the East coast. I am passionate about writing. I come from a family of writers in Maine. I am related to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and Edna St. Vincent Millay. I write from the heart. I am an old fashioned gal and sentimental lady. The rivers are wide and deep. I work hard at trying to capture the emotions behind my writing. And because I love words ardently, as Emily Dickinson did, I have wept over my own writing. I am a romantic poet and I still believe in the fairy tale romance. I am also passionate about helping the poor and needy. I can often be found ministering to the homeless. And if I had only two coins, I would give them away, because it is greater to give than to receive.
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