Happy Mother’s Day to all the moms out there! I do not know the joy of being a mother yet, but I do know the joy of having a wonderful mother. I have personally felt my mother’s prayers much like Abraham Lincoln who said, “I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.”
Today, I thought I would share a mother memory with you. One of my mother’s favorite creatures is the hummingbird. We have feeders in our yard ever since I can remember. One time as a young teen, I watched my mother bring a dying hummingbird back to life after a hurricane on the beaches of gulf coast Mississippi. The memory of her saving this bird is one of the reasons I love these birds so much today. I wrote a poem 15 years a go (I was about 14) about the experience that I would like to share with you. I sharing the poem un-edited as it wrote it as a child. I was a very dramatic young girl and writer back then, but perhaps my “mama memory” will at least make you smile. 🙂
The storm raged and the waves swirled about
Til the Lord brought the winds to a halt
Leaving behind a land of death
But on the porch – what could it be?
But a tiny hummingbird!
With the gentle hands of a mama
She scoops him into loving hands
Feeding him with the sweetest nectar
The water of life that heals
She caresses his head so tender
Hours later healed – he stands
Displays his wings of glorious beauty
Covered with jewels
Like rubies, emeralds – gems of all colors
From her hands he flies into the sunset
Singing to his precious healer!
Are we not God’s hummingbirds
Filled with jewels straight from him
We fall to our feet in a restless state
He hands us his healing waters of life
So we might sing to our Mighty Healer.
Teenager Kathryn wrote in her commentary on the side : I’ll never be able to see one of these creatures and not think of her (kinda the way sunflowers remind me of my sister but with deeper meaning).
Look at the birds of the air: they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?