The Osprey.

(don’t judge…iphone photography at it’s finest..)

What was planned to be a 10 minute favor for a friend (picking her up from a car shop and taking her home), led to a 3 hour adventure filled with curve balls this morning….which included the rescuing of this broken winged osprey.

Reminds me of what God ultimately did for us (and just to be clear, I am in no way comparing myself to Jesus–the only thing good in me is him). This bird couldn’t save himself, he couldn’t walk or fly, and was likely going to starve. As much as the momma bird kept flying in and was trying to help, there was nothing she could do to really bring this bird to being healed, restored to good health and saved. She could only love and try to take care–which was very cool to see–but this bird needed to be picked up and carried. (How desperately I needed this reminder. God is faithful. I am called to love.) How amazing our Ultimate Rescuer is to pick us up and take us in, heal us, help us, comfort us and set us free–with our lives changed forever. The best part of all? This bird, just like us, didn’t and couldn’t do anything to earn rescuing and it’s saving state. Grace is a beautiful thing…and God is good.

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