A little bird built a nest in the wreath on our front door. We, the owners of the house, were relegated to the garage door entrance out of respect for our serendipitous guests. We peeked to see four perfect little eggs nestled, oh so securely, in the carefully woven home. A sign of new life – that’s what I love about Spring. The next time we peeked, the eggs had hatched and the mother bird was busy with the feeding schedule of newborns. Just a few days later, we found the wreath, the nest, and a multitude of feathers and debris sprawled on the cement doorstop. I don’t know if it was the wind, or the cat we’ve seen lurking around, but now there is no sign of that life. It is a reminder of how fragile life can be. We have had so many reminders of sadness, destruction, and death in the midst of Spring green and new growth this year – earthquakes, tsunamis’, nuclear threat, wars, and tornadoes. Life is always a balancing act.
Even while dealing with tragic loss, we as Easter people can claim a sober joy! The resurrection reminds us that death does not have the last word – God wins! Thanks be to God. The ever-present signs of darkness and death are reminders that life is a gift and we should not take it for granted. How we live this one life we are given matters.
“Only one life, twill soon be past;
Only what’s done for Christ will last.”
“Faith, hope, love abide… but the greatest of these is love.”
1 Corinthians 13:13
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