Wednesday, May 28, 2008

When Hummingbirds Come To Call

I saw a hummingbird. It came before me, teasing my eyes, floating there for a moment. And then – zip. Away. I thought it was gone and smiled, feeling a tug in my throat.

And then, suddenly, it came back. Dancing from side to side, it hovered there – inspecting the red cord hanging on my porch. Soon, just hanging there looking at me.

Tears came then. An impossibly small creature that has come to mean so much to me. I watched its throat turn from red to green in the sunlight like a hologram.

No, I am not alone. Even when I feel so. The great and wonderful God of the Universe somehow knit together a tiny heart, eyes so small I can barely see them and wings so fast they are just a sound. Such beauty. Such exquisite detail. Surely. Surely He is still with me.

And almost in agreement, my little friend flew up to a high branch and watched over me as I drove away.

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