A Time to Laugh

Isn’t that kinda the whole point? Those eggs don’t need a human mommy. But still I feel obligated to mother them. I wasn’t sure they were in there until I took down the geraniums to trim and water. And I saw Mama Finch very upset. I watered carefully and returned the pot to the same location. I hope Mama and Papa Finch don’t abandon them. She hovered over her babies (from a distance) just like I hovered over mine.

The Finch family built the same house three summers ago. In the hanging ferns. I worried then, but I didn’t have my own little chickadee either. I was waiting for him to come.

Again though God gently reminds me that He’s hovering over me too.

I just had to repost this lovely reminder of our second Mother’s Day with Isaac.