A Way Out

The pigeon population on my daughter Sarah’s animal rescue facility is thriving. More baby pigeons (squabs) hatch every year and their practice flights are going strong. There is a large, safe enclosure that they are free to come in and out of and a specific area for nesting. She has some rather big pigeons so the entrance for the birds needs to accommodate them but at the same time restrict larger predator birds from getting inside. It’s a delicate balance for sure.

One day while doing rounds she found a hawk inside the enclosure. It was a very full and fat, frightened bird. She opened the large door to let him fly out, but he was missing the access to freedom and hitting the side wall. She quickly covered him with a towel to keep him still and gently picked him up and carried him out into the yard. When she let him go, he struggled to get to the top of the roof being much too heavy to adequately fly. He remained there for a few minutes then sluggishly took off across the field.

I can imagine what happened: this hawk sees the pigeons flying in their widening circle over the facility and decides that this day would be a good day for a feast. The hawk relentlessly pursues the pigeons, and somehow squeezes in as he follows their retreat inside the mews. He has his gluttonous fill…and then realizes that he can’t get out.

His tunnel vision had put him in a rather precarious position. Perhaps he was hungry and plump pigeons were just too much of a temptation so he flew into danger without even knowing it was there.

As my daughter was gathering the towel to help rescue him, I stepped inside and quickly took this picture. He didn’t even try to move which is certainly not normal for a wild bird of prey. I wondered what was going through his little hawk mind.

Sometimes we do the same thing: run headlong into a situation and then find ourselves in some kind of trouble. We move too fast with blinders on to notice the warning signs that are clearly there.

And then we need help to get out.

Sometimes we are the ones gently helping to rescue those who need our assistance. There is no possible way that any of us could get through this life without the help of family and friends and even strangers upon occasion.

Just like the hawk, there are times that we need help but are fighting against it. Sarah opened the door to allow him to leave on his own, but in his panic (or inability) he kept missing the mark.

We can’t very well throw towels over someone who is in need of escape, especially if they are choosing to remain in the situation, but we can cover them with love and prayer and know that they are not ever alone in their struggles because the Lord is aware of all things and loves them more than we could ever imagine.

I have learned this truth:

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