sparrows.

There’s this sparrow. This sparrow with a scared heart. You can see the heart pounding almost out of its chest. Looking every which way, in every direction in fear.

There’s these hands. These hands that come and cup around the terrified little bird. They surround the bird’s body. As the hands steady it, the bird’s heartbeat slows and it learns to breathe. It calms, it steadies, little by little.

The warm, gentle, safe hands inject ‘BRAVE’ into the little bird’s heart. BRAVE. FEARLESS. You can fly. Look, you’ve got wings.

Are you ready to soar? It’s time, little sparrow. You’re brave, you’re fearless. Spread your wings.

My eye is on you. My heart is on you.

I’m looking at you. I’m waiting to watch you step out…

Step off the edge and soar.

“…Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care…so do not be afraid, you are worth more than many sparrows” Matthew 10:29

You won’t fall when you fly.

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2 thoughts on “sparrows.”

  1. Wow Hannah, your passion for the Lord is palpable! This is amazing and has really touched my heart. We will never fully comprehend how much he really does love us. 🙂

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