Coming Out of the Nest

My Lovely Girl Watching my daughter’s ballet recital has a way of bringing my considerable emotion to the top of my throat.  Every year I enter the state of jumbled tears and delight that gave Webster the definition of poignant.  She is beautiful.  They all are.  And for these few hours a year we take the time to really appreciate it.

One dance especially spoke to my heart.  A mama-bird ballerina flew tenderly around a nest of sweet young chicks, encouraging them into the adventure beyond the safe wall of twigs they had known.  One by one, they tried their wings and popped out of the nest to soar along with her.  Finally, only one baby bird was left lingering in her comfort zone, half-covering her eyes as she watched her family joyfully flying.

Baby Bird in the Nest

How I know the heart of that tiny fledgling.  Watching in wonder at the strong wings dancing around her, longing to join them, yet afraid to let go of the ground that has held her steady since birth.

In just over two months, our wings will launch us to serve the Lord in Costa Rica.  Each day seems to unveil a new item to be accomplished before we go.  We need official, certified documents, and we need apostille documents to prove that those documents are indeed officially certified.  We need the Lord to sell our house and to provide the funding to support our ministry.  Our baby beaks are open wide, cheeping to the heavenly Father, and sometimes our feather-tips feel more comfortable covering our eyes than they do preparing for flight.

Flying Free!

But the beauty of the family of God serving fully—at home and out in the nations—calls to us.  The Holy Spirit lifts our wings, encouraging us to join Him in the adventure of living by faith.  The little chick eventually made her way out into the dance.  Carried by our Lord, partnered by a host of people with a heart for at-risk children and mission teams, so will we.

He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.  Psalm 91:4 NIV