Fly into the Face of Death

My house is surrounded my birds.  I have a feeder that attends to literally hundreds of birds.  There is a cluster of purple martin gourds, that as far as I can tell, is housing around twenty of the mosquito eating noise makers.  Blue bird houses are busy with babies awaiting their mother’s return with breakfast.  Chickens are busy scratching and strutting.  Humming birds will dive bomb you with the sound of angry bumblebees.  To add to the fun, there is a hawk that lurks in the trees patiently waiting for the chance to swoop in and snatch up any of the above for dinner.

But today there was tragedy.

Obviously, a resident cardinal flew into an object or window and broke it’s neck.  My daughter brought it to my attention just in time to see if fluttering about on the ground.  It was evident that he was beyond repair and even though we tried to help it stand, he couldn’t hold his head up.

“Throw it up in the air to help it fly, daddy!” My daughter exclaimed with the frustration of wanting to help the little guy.  Of course I knew it was already too late for him to fly again.

His wings flapped and he soon began gasping for air.  I knew that if I left him lying on the ground he would become a meal for one of the many creatures that frequent the area, so I picked him up and laid him on the nearby trampoline.  He tried to sing but his voice wouldn’t come.  Still his wings flapped.

I’m pretty sure that he was already dead long before his movement stopped and sure enough, within minutes, he was fully deceased.  I gave him a disposal that would be a little easier for the kids to accept and would keep him from being mistreated.

It’s not everyday that you get such an up-close inspection of such an interesting creature, and I couldn’t resist spreading his lifeless wings in admiration of such beauty, all the while disheartened to lose one of my little friends.

I could have posted a photograph of him, but instead I felt like it would be more appropriate to post these photos that I have taken of the living.  I suppose it is quite possible that he is the same as one of the feathered you see pictured here. 

Herein lies a lesson that we can take away from this experience.  The little bird flapped his wings, but there was no flight.  He struggled to bring air under his beautiful bright red spread feathers but to no avail.  His body struggled to assume normality, but all that was there was impending death.  His radiant, majestic wings could do him no good.  His amazing color scheme was nothing more than a reminder of what had once been possible.

Friend, without Jesus, we are no different than this bird whose feeble attempt at life imitation left him buried.  You may have the most amazing appearance, the most talented song, and a set of wings that that would insult an angel – but without life, you are a walking dead man.  We may imitate life, we may go about our days and even have success, but the day will come when we will come into direct contact with our very existence.  When we fly into the reflection of the life we have lived, the only thing that we will have to lean on is the breath of life that only Jesus can give.

John 17:3 And this is the way to have eternal life—to know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, the one you sent to earth. 4

Romans 5:21 So just as sin ruled over all people and brought them to death, now God’s wonderful grace rules instead, giving us right standing with God and resulting in eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Allow Him to breathe His breath of Life into your life and He will help you spread your wings and fly straight into the face of death itself.  your talent will find purpose, your colors will shine bright and you will fly freely above and over the problems and pain of this world.  Death will have no sting, but will only be a transition from this earthly existence into a glorified life of peace and rest.

Check out this verse for encouragement…

Isaiah 40:31
But those who trust in the Lord will find new strength.They will soar high on wings like eagles.They will run and not grow weary.They will walk and not faint.

Wow.  What hope!  What truth!

1 Corinthains 15: 54 & 55

 54 Then, when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die, this Scripture will be fulfilled:

“Death is swallowed up in victory.
55 O death, where is your victory?
O death, where is your sting?”



~ by Scott Herrin on May 12, 2011.

2 Responses to “Fly into the Face of Death”

  1. Another great entry Scott. The song “The Untitled Hymn” (Come to Jesus) By Chris Rice fits this lesson well.

    Keep the Good News coming my friend!

  2. Thanks Tammy. That was one that I had to write down quickly while it was fresh on my heart. It happened much like the way it used to when I was in full-time church work.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: