Fledging

For several weeks, I had been urging arrivals at chapel to avoid a certain stretch of wall. The coal tits, which seem to nest there each year, would arrive several times a minute with a fresh morsel of caterpillar meat from the nearby trees and bushes to feed their chicks. A week last Thursday, one or two of the brood were poking out their heads; by the Friday, all was quiet and they were fledged. I shall miss them, I am sure, for I enjoyed their company and their chatter amused me. Yet the world they now inhabit, with its trees, flowers and birdfeeders, is more interesting than the dark crevice of that old stone wall.

One day, the Christian will leave this dark world for something brighter, lovelier and even more interesting. So don’t fear it when your time comes to leave the nest and fly away.

For our citizenship is in heaven, from which we also eagerly wait for the Saviour, the Lord Jesus Christ. Philippians 3:20

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