Wherever You Are…

For many Christmases, Christmas was the same traditions, but as we get older, big changes take place. My mom who was the Christmas matriarch, moved in with my brother and sister-in-law who had their own traditions. The change rippled down. At first, it was unsettling. Finally I accepted it.

W e can remember the memories, cherish them, but we do not have to grieve the loss. Each year we get to choose to be grateful for what we do celebrate and remember that each day is a gift.

Last month, a dear friend, Jackie Brown, brought me one of her paintings. She did not know that I had a thing for sparrows. We used to have a shop called The Little Sparrow. But the significance of this painting is that it went perfectly with two birds that my daughter, Margie, bought me last Christmas. The timing was perfect as it tied last Christmas with this Christmas and was a reminder that “His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me.”

Matthew 6:25-26 is a good reminder when things don’t go as planned.

Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life, what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on. Is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?  Behold the fowls of the air: (the little sparrow) for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feedeth them. Are ye not much better than they?
You have probably caught on now that all birds are sparrows to me. The song by Ethel Waters carried me through a very dark season over 30 years ago. I have never forgotten how He provided for us when there seemed no way, how He healed me when it seemed impossible. He provided our every need and then abundantly provided in ways we had not dreamed.
So even today when I face a challenge, I remember His eye is on this sparrow (and you) and He watches me (and thee.) Take a couple minutes and listen to this song. It has often been my prayer of faith and hope.

One thought on “Wherever You Are…

  1. Jackie

    O, Diane, this was so timely. Each Christmas seems such a reminder that things have changed and I do grieve the loss of what was so meaningful back then. What a lovely song. His eyes are on the sparrow. Thank you for sharing ❤️

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