|Baby Northern Cardinals|
Fresh from their shells, those little mouths open so wide! Feed me! Feed me!
I love the desperation in those little beaks (especially the baby bird on the left). So dependent! Those eyes cannot see yet. Those wings don't flap. They contribute nothing. I later learn that the father bird comes and feeds the baby birds. There's something precious about this as I consider the truth in Psalm 81, where another Father commands his people to do nothing except one thing: "Open wide your mouth and I will fill it."
Might I lean back, open wide my life (even when I can't see the path) and let God fill me? Desperate and dependent characterizes another way to live with flair. We're baby Northern Cardinals, opening wide to the Father's provision today.
Journal: Have you found God's provision when you are desperate and dependent on Him?