What is the price of five sparrows—two copper coins? Yet God does not forget a single one of them.
And the very hairs on your head are all numbered.
So don’t be afraid; you are more valuable to God than a whole flock of sparrows.
My tiny friend nicely illustrates the passage above from the Book of Luke.
I love these little birds. Every year, a pair comes to join us in the spring; they then spend much of the summer in this little “mill” on our deck. The babies have arrived, so we’re wondering how much longer we’ll enjoy the company of this family. The parents are such beautiful singers…their lovely notes fill the yard with music.
In the front yard, a mourning dove is awaiting the birth of her young. We spied her the other day sitting on her nest in one of our yews.
So wonderful to have the privilege of sharing the yard with such lovely creatures!