One of my favorite bible verses is Matthew 6:26: "Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?"
This bible verse comes to my mind often, especially when sitting in my yard and either watching the birds or listening to their sweet song. This past year, I learned a lot about the wren after receiving a wren house from my Mom (bird watcher extraordinaire). This wren house is shown in the photo above and is the main character of this blog post.
I also became very interested in birds, and their behavior, after watching a film on Netflix - here is a clip that I think you'll find fascinating:
This past Spring, Nebraska was hit with an incredible wind storm with gusts up to 95 mph (we don't get much press about our storms since storms are pretty much the norm). It came upon us rather quickly with no time to prepare. These winds were the worst I've ever experienced and...
my wren house was full of baby wrens. As you can see by the photo, fences were knocked down, large pine trees fell and branches thrown as if they were weightless. During that time this little wren house was moving back and forth like a pendulum. I was just waiting for it to launch and knew the I was afraid of the outcome. As the rain beat so hard against my window, I was no longer able to see the wren house through the downpour of rain. It was then that this bible verse came to mind.
As the storm weakened, my mission was to get to the backyard and see where the wren house landed and how the baby wrens and momma wren faired during the storm. Again, referring to the photo above, the fence and huge downed tree in my neighbor's yard shows the storm's aftermath. To my amazement, the wren house hung beautifully on the tree limb just as it did prior to the storm - but, there was nothing but silence.
First thing in the morning, before assessing damage or even having a cup of coffee, I ventured outside. As if on que, Momma Wren flew to the opening of her house, and her babies sang with delight. It's at that moment I grabbed my phone and snapped this photo. There was no way I was going to forget this storm or its lesson. God does take care of the birds and certainly will take care of me.
I know this is going to sound like an embellishment to this story, but it is the truth. Later that day, Momma Wren taught her baby wrens to fly! After the night they had, it was apparent they were ready to move on out!