Thursday, June 21, 2012
On my walk around "Jericho" this morning, I was mute until I came upon a baby cardinal. She looked like she was not quite big enough to fly. Had she left the nest too soon? She was definitely not able to get off the ground by herself now. She blinked at me as I prayed over her. I knew that was all I could do. If I tried to touch her, she would die. Tomorrow I will go back, with my heart full of dread that she will still be there, yet hoping that somehow God will have mercy on her.