First day of Summer and our backyard garden is lush green from all the rainy days in Spring. The ground cover, Mazus Reptans feels like a cool moist sponge under my bare feet. My toes sink into the natural plush carpet until I hear vibrating gurgles and clicks inside and around our hanging bird house. I disturbed feeding time for the house wrens. Baby wrens and parent wren are sending secret messages to each other. I go back inside my townhouse, close the slider screen door and watch the nature show. The scene repeats many times. Parent wren carries one rice-sized morsel in tip of beak, slips into the bird house for a few seconds, peaks through round opening, dives out, flies away, disappears briefly and returns with another single morsel for the hungry babies.
It is amazing to watch the parent wren’s focus, perseverance and diligence. Each food speck is beak-carried and flown to the nest with urgency. I wish I had this wren’s energy and discipline when I prepare dinner for my family every night. I am usually unmotivated, disorganized, distracted and quick to take bites for myself when I am cooking. The wren and its single-morsel flights reminds me of the importance of being present in each step of the cooking process. Each moment is vaulable. This is true for anytime I am serving others. Being mindful will result in peace that is as natural and comforting as the wren’s instinct to nurture its babies.
Galatians 6:9 And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.