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One day I was coming out my front door and looked down on the walkway in front of me to see a little Sparrow lying on the pavement, flapping its wings trying to get up. I looked around to see if any other birds might be a part of this little creature’s life.
One day I was coming out my front door and looked down on the walkway in front of me to see a little Sparrow lying on the pavement, flapping its wings trying to get up. I looked around to see if any other birds might be a part of this little creature's life. I saw nothing and leaned down to...I saw nothing and leaned down to see if I could pick it up. I waited to see if it would try to get away, but it didn't. It just became very still as I slid my hand under its little body and lifted it to my chest.
I checked to see if a wing or leg was broken, but it wasn't. It looked like the little bird had been attacked.
I held it close to my heart for a little while and remembered the scripture I learned as a child, "Not a single sparrow can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it."
I knew if I put it back on the pavement or in the grass, something would come along and eat it, so I decided to place it in a pot of beautiful flowers I had sitting next to the door. It didn't look like it would survive, so I wanted the little bird to rest in a beautiful, quiet place.