Sunday, May 13, 2012

Where The Heart Is

The Nest

Today I found an empty nest.
I looked long, deep inside.
I looked below, I looked above
wondering where her birds hide.

Had they gone south to Mexico?
Had they flown north to Nome?
Did they ever give a backward glance
to the nest that had been home?

I had a little bird you see,
my love had kept him warm
and held him safe on the highest branch
through sun or sudden storm.

He flew away to find his life,
and that's as it should be.
Snug in his heart you'll find a nest
and in that nest lives me.

-Kat Cavanaugh LaMantia

A book on mother-love made a statement I could not deny when it observed that once you have a child, your heart will forever walk the earth outside of your body. That is one of the great truths of Creation. It is true for this mother's heart and it is also true for the One who started it all. "Let's make a man who looks like us."

What was He thinking? Unlike the rest of us who had no real grasp of how bruised and exulted parenthood could be, God knew everything before there was anything. He saw what would happen to the house when we left the playpen- but He took the understanding and eternal part of the Trinity and the soil from the Garden and made us. What a risk. What a hope.

There is a song I enjoy that says, "Everything rides on hope now." Indeed it does. Every baby is born into it. Every mother who longs to make someone who looks like her, seeds her womb with hope, like the robin who builds her hope out of mud, spit and twigs.

Faith, hope and love. They are the nest builders. They are the world builders. They make us look like the One whose heart is our nest.

To all the mothers old and new and to all women living in anticipation, I bless you and wish you a Mother's Day that is happy and hopeful and above all grateful.

To John David who made me a taxi-driver, cupcake-baker, story-teller, medic, frog-catcher and devil-fighter, I will love you forever and a mile beyond. You are the silver my life has sent on ahead.

He flew away to find his life,
and that's as it should be.
Snug in his heart you'll find a nest
and in that nest lives me.


Robin's nest pastel by me. "Hope Counts To Three"

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  1. I have been thinking for the past couple days about "stretch marks on the heart". Forget the ones women dread that end the bikini days. It's the ones on the heart that really change everything forever! That double-fast, beyond-what-you-thought expansion of your heart to take in this new life that you now so willinginly would lie in front of a bus to save... And that's just what God did. Everything we humans love about motherhood can be found in God. It's a precious facet of His nature that women get to reflect.

  2. Every child should be thought of as precious silver. What a compelling word picture. I liked this.


  3. One of my birds is flying your way soon & a piece of my heart will be in Fairbanks with him.( Air Force )Life is so bittersweet sometimes & causes me to look forward to that final grand reunion in heaven where there will be no more goodbyes! Love & prayers, in Jesus, Cynthia

  4. FBX is sure a cold spot in winter and a hot spot in summer. He should check out Pike's Lodge for food. If he gets to Denali he will have a good time as well. Good park, great tours. 24 hours of sun these days. Will keep your bird covered in prayers. Mine was in Iraq x2 in awful spots. God didn't get to sit down for a second. He is faithful and loves mothers.