Wednesday, June 20, 2012

If a Sparrow (or a Hummingbird) Falls to the Ground...

 Please enjoy a message from my fellow writing friend, Julie Garmon and her “Southern Stories of Grit and Grace." You can find more of her stories of God in the everyday at Enjoy!

As a writer, sometimes the harder I work, the more a story eludes me.

One August day last year, near 100 degrees, my writing wasn’t coming together. I’d worked on the same article for days.  At 4:30 that afternoon, I did something very un-Julie-ish. I took a break and went to the pool at the local YMCA. I plopped in a lounge chair, but my brain kept working.

My cell rang. “You won’t believe what I’m doing,” my husband said “This poor hummingbird got stuck in the shop. She’d been flying around the ceiling, wearing herself out. Probably dehydrated. I stretched out my hand and she landed on it.”

“You’re kidding.”

"Nope. I asked one of the guys to make her some sugar water."

Bless my husband’s sweet heart.

“She sat in my hand and drank from the lid of a bottled water. I took her outside and she flew away.”

If my husband, the mechanic, cares about a worn-out hummingbird…

I sensed God saying, Julie, you’re just like that hummingbird. Relax. Take a break. I’m here.

I swam in the pool for a while. Then I closed my eyes and rested in the sun. I didn’t work anymore that day. A couple of days later, the missing piece of my story came to me.

Anybody tired and ready to give up? Rest is a gift, even a form of trust.


“But not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it.” Matthew 10:29 (NLT)


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