A Robin’s Nest of Faith – Blissfully Single Beans is Always Taken Cared Of
Ever had one of those weeks where everything that can go wrong certainly does? A week where everything with the potential to annoy you does? This week is one of those…
Work has me discouraged. I received a complaint with no merit. Thankfully, my manager calls BS and assures me she sees things as they are; a retributive jab at me. While I’m happy for her support, it still didn’t lesson the blow of having worked so hard to pull off a successful event, only for an overshadow by an obnoxious, baseless grievance.
I come home and I’m greeted by papers calling me into court – again. The boys’ father is petitioning for a modification in my child support judgement. In short, he’s asking to financially contribute less because he is now making less.
I don’t have that privilege though. As a single mother whose been laid off multiple times, I can’t use the ” I-don’t-make- as-much-money” as an excuse. I need to hustle and get another job quickly – or else me and my children would be homeless. The irony of a non-custodial parent not having to give, because he doesn’t have, while a custodial parent has to make it work, isn’t lost on me. If we are raising children, we have to make it work and provide, the other parent gets to skate. I get it – the parent who doesn’t raise the children, wins.
Also, there’s nothing like sitting sitting in front of a magistrate, as he or she dictates to a child’s parents how to provide for your children.
It’s embarrassing. I’m shame-filled with every instance I walk into a courtroom. Family court is a palpable illustration and cautionary tale about attempting to build a family with a person haphazardly. It’s one if not the most important decisions a person can ever make; and because we both tried too fast, without knowing each other well enough, we’re in this tug of war that won’t end until my children enter adulthood. Just miserable.
The Robin’s Nest of Faith
Needing a relaxing activity to take my mind off things, I head outside to tackle a hideous bush I’d acquired when I purchased my home. I used my frustration as fuel as I bore down on each branch with my hatchet.
As I headed for the top of the tree-shrub, ready to annihilate every branch and leaf in my way, I notice a nest nestled in between a couple of branches. I stopped dead in my tracks: “Is that a REAL nest?”
Now, even though I’ve been in suburbia going on four years, a bird’s nest was a first for me. Approaching slowly, I tip toe and look inside- I see two turquoise, small eggs and my eyes widen in delight: “Just look at God.”
I’m Cared For – A Robin’s Lesson
What do I do? Move the nest? Call a state agency to remove the eggs or like my neighbor suggested, eat them (kidding, I would NEVER do that).
Between a friend and google though, the answer is, you leave the birds nest alone and the eggs will eventually hatch and fly away. My animal loving friend (Jenn, hope you’re reading) clues me in: they are Robin’s eggs.
Looking at the Robin’s nest, do birds really have the ability to make a home for their young and care for them until their time to fly free? The nest took me back to the many lessons learned in church: “Look at the birds…your heavenly father feeds them. Aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?”
I softly touch the small eggs and realize I’m learning a lesson of faith through a Robin’s nest. Bean, God has got the birds and God more than has you. No matter life’s circumstances, Bean is cared for. This day, faith and hope comes to me in a Robin’s Nest.
I’m cared for and so are you. If God provides provisions for the birds, the robins; trust that whatever issue you are going through has already been resolved.
Stay positive. Laugh often. Keep the faith. We’ll be alright. God’s got the birds and God’s got us.
Blissfully and Faithfully Yours Friends,
