The black globes of the hummingbird’s eyes stared at me and got my attention.
It’s said that the eyes are the window to our souls, and though I could not see into his eyes, I had the overwhelming feeling that those tiny black globes were staring directly into mine. Searching. Questioning.
He just hovered there, bobbing up and down, left and right. I gripped my coffee cup and dared not move lest the hummingbird became frightened and darted away from the window.
My heart smiled at the tiny blessing from heaven. I adore hummingbirds — their beauty, their tenacity to survive. There was no reason for this little guy to come to my living room window. There are no flowers there. No feeder. And no color to draw him.
That’s why I paid special attention that went well beyond the thrill of a hovering hummingbird staring at me through the window screen …
I wondered if the Lord wanted to encourage me.
I had been down with a frozen shoulder for two days, sick with pain, and frustrated with the incapacity to keep up with my work. I cried to the Lord in my pain and when I found such joy in the hummingbird, I knew the Lord was with me and heard my cry.
The eyes of the Lord are on the righteous, and His ears are open to their cry. ~ Psalm 34:15
Lord, You are such a good Father — so tender towards Your child. Thank You for the blessing of the hummingbird that reminded me of Your love. The intensity of his gaze spoke to me of Your faithful watchfulness over my life, how your eyes roam to and fro over all the earth seeking those who are devoted to You who need encouragement. I so appreciate that Lord. Thank You for encouraging me.
The hummingbird bobbed his head one more time, his black eyes glinting in the sunlight, and darted away. I lay my head back down on the pillow and adjusted my heating pad.
And I rested in my Father’s love.
Bless the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me bless His holy Name!
