A few days ago, as I was napping, I heard the flutter of very strong wings. I thought as I was coming out of the napping haze, it sounds like a bird in my room. I opened my eyes and sure enough, it was a little Turtle Dove trying to escape the clutches of the cat. I sprang from bed and caught this poor little thing before the cat could do anymore damage. I looked him over and he seamed quite healthy. I couldn’t imagine how he was captured by the cat and dragged into my room. I walked him outside and opened my hands to free him. He wouldn’t budge. The poor dove was to weak to fly. I built a makeshift nest in an old glass tank with a mesh cover, realizing my little friend needed a room for the night to recuperate.
I woke early the next morning and after my prayers, headed to the little nest to check on my friend. He was very alert and I could tell, eager to check out and be on his merry way. I reached into the tank and he, became quite alert. So I walked his entire nest outside and opened the nest door and he flew away.
I couldn’t help but ponder the entire incident as the Holy Spirit VS evil and how we must stay awake to hear our Beloveds call, least His words be muted to our ears by the evil one never to be heard again.
My little friend…