“Because our understanding is earthbound . . . Human to the core . . . Limited . . . Finite . . . We operate in a dimension totally unlike our Lord . . . Who knows no such limitations. We see now. He sees forever.” (Charles R. Swindoll)
There are things that we see every day and yet never really notice. Then the mist is cleared from our eyes and we see the work of the Lord..
One evening at dusk I was looking out of my window towards the sea when a huge flock of birds appeared, almost like a black cloud – there must have been thousands. They were travelling from west to east parallel with the coast. Then suddenly it happened. Not a few of them, not some of them, but every single one of them instantly changed direction and flew on a different course.
Now we mere human beings think we have perfected communication. But those birds didn’t have two-way radio yet they knew precisely at what split second in time to change course and in what direction to fly. In my air force days I have seen a group of airmen on parade bump into one another on a clear direction to turn left. For some reason, and only the Lord knows why, that incident was presented to me as evidence of the work of our mighty Creator, while a recent nature series on television informed me that you and I and those birds crawled up out of a swamp.
And here is another bird story. These birds, Shearwaters or Mutton Birds, live on the islands in Bass Strait off the north coast of Tasmania, formerly my home state. Every year these birds migrate to the North Pacific and spend summer around the Aleutians. As the northern winter approaches, the Shearwaters fly back to their annual breeding ground on the Tasmanian islands, a journey of tens of thousands of miles, and will go to the same nest and, give or take a day or two for adverse weather conditions en route, will arrive on that same nest on a given day.
I learned about the migration of birds at school, as I’m sure you did. But did you really think about it? Did you see the Creator in all this? I must confess that I didn’t. To me, they were just – birds! But there is something else that I have learned in later life. Jesus Christ is interested in every detail of my daily life – and of yours. And why not? If He has numbered the hairs of our heads, if He notes the fall of a bird, would He not care about what we do every day and how we do it? Would He not be concerned about how we relate to other people, about our behaviour, about our concern for others?
There are many things in life that we take for granted. Sometimes we need to be reminded.