In some homes/nests (after chatting with a few young moms recently)
little birdies wake at the crack of dawn
and it isn't long before mummy and/or daddy's wings already feel frayed and frazzled
and it isn't even 9:00 a.m.!
In other nests little birdies have grown up and flown the coop/ shelter of parental wings...
and all they can do is look up to He who careth for them
and ask Him to cover their 'beloved birdies' with the feathers of His wings
and protect them from a world full of danger and evil,
some of it so enticingly (and popularly) on display!
The God of the ages is faithful!
The God of Mother Mary is faithful to mothers and fathers
grandparents and great-grandparents the world over
to all who put their trust in Him
Your faithfulness, oh Lord, our God
Is our hope and stay
Where change wields its insistent rod
You do not shift or sway
Your faithfulness, man's very present
Help in time of need
It eclipses the circumstance
To kindly intercede
Your faithfulness is heaven-high
Your judgments ocean-deep
No fragment of Your truth slips by
That you forget to keep
Your faithfulness attunes in us
Love's meeker melody
Hope, through heartache, the genesis
Of perfect harmony
Your faithfulness, the Wing that draws
Us where Your Law/love presides
And we can rest secure because
Your faithfulness abides
© Janet Martin
Your mercy, O LORD, is in the heavens;
Your faithfulness reaches to the clouds.
He will cover you with his feathers,
and under his wings you will find refuge;
his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns,
and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not much more valuable than they?