Writing bold for Lisa Jo.
Five minutes flat.
I loved my hummingbird feeder.
The glass one painted with yellow sunflowers.
It shattered in the sink.
I bought a new one with perches.
Where the birds can rest from their frantic flutter as they feed.
I think they like it better.
To rest is a good thing.
Because frantic flutter frays.
But . . .
When we rest our eyes on HIm . . .
When we give our anxiety to Him . . .
When we lean on Him . . .
He sweeps up the shattered pieces.
Binds bleeding hearts and broken spirits.
Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. ~Psalm 91:1 (NIV)