I hereby suggest that Valentine's Day
be moved to April 14th. Yeah, we can
keep the 14, but the month has got
to be changed.
Last night, as I watched out the window,
I was privileged to watch the interaction
of two cardinals.
The male, in all his red glory, was visiting
our bird feeder. Hopping on the ground.
Flying back into the tree in which our
It was only after a few trips from the
ground to the tree that I realized what
he was doing.
He was eating a few seeds, then he would
fly up into the tree to feed one to his
mate. It was as if they he kept giving
her a kiss... a peck of sorts.
It was a beautiful display... truly it was.
The cardinals are in full court mode...
as are many other birds...
watching the robins and sparrows gather
materials for their nests...
watching the rabbits do the same...
watching the pigeons strutting about, almost
wild turkey like, in full "impress the
watching as the doves dancing together
in, always alert, yet fully focused on
It is a marvel to behold... and a solid sign
that spring is here, and the newness of
spring is marching full forward to the
next phase of courtship.
Forget February 14th. A hallmark
holiday in the middle of the doldrums
of winter... the black and white...
the deep freeze... and over the last few
years, the snowiest of snowy months.
April 14th. Spring. Rain. Flowers bloom.
The dance of the birds at the feeder goes
from surviving to courtship...
from death to life...
old to new.
It is a beautiful picture embedded into
His creation of all that He gives freely
I tell you the truth, whoever hears my word and believes him who sent me has eternal life and will not be condemned; he has crossed over from death to life. John 5:24 NIV