Saturday, July 19, 2008

All are in God's hands

I've done a good job at trusting God to take care of me and my needs over the years. He has proved to me time and again that when I need the miracle it arrives, but in spite of thinking I had learned to trust completely God showed me areas where I am still learning to let go of control, and trust that God is in charge.

My lesson the past few weeks has come in the form of a pigeon who was injured in my backyard when the dogs bit him above the tail feathers. I found the poor little guy in my garden bleeding and in shock, so I gently put my hands around him and sent loads of healing energy. At first he was scared but as the heat started to flow, he settled into my hands. We stopped the bleeding and when I gently pulled my hands away to see if he needed to move, he leaned back into them. This little creature was so trusting and I felt an overwhelming sense of responsibility to take care of him.

I prayed hard asking God what to do since he couldn't fly and needed healing. I clearly heard God say, "Leave him outside for now. I will take care of him. Give him food and water and the rest is up to me." And so I put some food and water out and sent him remote healing and left him alone, aside from little visits where I checked in. I kept praying, "God if I'm hearing you right, let me know. I want to make sure I do the right thing for this little guy." That night I was on a radio show where the host mentioned that people have to trust more. "For example," he said, "Birds trust that they'll get their food. They don't worry." I felt a wave of God's love wash through me, as if to say, "See, you are hearing me correctly."

Later in the week a monsoon storm was predicted and on my busy office day I got the strong sense that I had to find shelter for the little guy. I told God I needed help since I had all of a half hour to spare. I was sent to the thrift store where for $2.99 I found a perfect little one bird hutch that someone else must have made (I wonder if it was sent by my favorite carpenter!). After dinner I was told to prepare a little box with shredded paper at the bottom, and I did so, just in time for the rain to hit hard. I ran out, caught the pigeon and settled him down in the box for the night. It has become our little ritual. I catch him at night, stow him safely in his box in the garage, equipped with food and water, give him a Reiki treatment,and sing to him till he looks relaxed. In the mornings I take him out again, feed him and peek around the corner where he is now strutting and talking to his buddies. He's not flying yet but I have high hopes he will. As this little bird learns to trust me, I am learning to trust even more that God takes care of all of his creatures great and small, and that I am not personally responsible for each one sent my way, but rather simply there to be the hands, the eyes, the mouth, and the human heart through which God's love flows. That is all that is asked of any of us after all.

So if you find yourself worrying about taking care of someone or some other being, just pray. God will guide you and let you know what your role is to be. The rest must be surrendered to the wisdom of the creator. There is great peace in letting go and trusting that all is according to God's plan. As the book I grew up with says: "Are not two sparrows sold for a copper coin? And not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father’s will." Matthew 10:29 ... so true.