John
Stott said that he felt most alive when he was in public worship, in
friendship, and when contemplating birds. Stott was a bird watcher, carrying
his binoculars in travels across the world. He especially enjoyed the early
morning hours when birds were awakening and he could enjoy the sights and
sounds of creation. The Scriptures tell us that God expresses Himself through
creation (see Psalm 19 and Romans 1 for just two of many examples). This
expression is more than glory and beauty, it is also unwritten writing and
unspoken speech – if we will watch and listen and ponder we will read God’s
word (notice the lower case “w”) and hear His voice.
Consider
the little wren, such a small bird with such a loud song. Wrens inevitably
build their nests where I don’t want them to, hanging baskets on the porch and
deck for example. Or then there was the time a wren flew through a broken
window in our garage and built her nest in the garage attic, while she knew the
escape route from the garage her little ones didn’t; Vickie had to open the
garage door and shoo them in the direction of flight and freedom. The little
wren I’m watching is also a little wren that our Father is watching – I don’t
know how He does it but Jesus says He does, if He watches sparrows I’m sure He
watches wrens. So I’m on my deck watching a little wren sing her song of glory,
and I’m watching the little bird right along with my Father; not bad to have
God as our bird-watching companion.
We
once had a home with a large oak tree right off our sunroom; I could sit in the
sunroom with a cup of coffee and watch a microcosm of creation hour after hour;
birds and squirrels and rabbits and deer (there were bird feeders around the
tree) – that one oak tree contained life and activity and interaction.
Whether
it’s the ocean’s expanse and roar or a narrow brook’s soft ripple, an elephant
or a hummingbird, the peaks of the Rockies or the honeycombs of the Blue Ridge,
a Giant Redwood or a lily; our God speaks to us in the heavens and on the
earth, He is always communicating, always beckoning, always drawing – all that
we see reflects that which is beyond what we see, that which is beyond
ourselves – do we see that?
Little
wonder John Stott included birds in his answer.
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