Wings on a Barn Door

Since lockdown I have become a member of the Self-Isolating Bird Club. No, it isn’t dull and boring but an opportunity to share knowledge and sightings across, not only this country but worldwide. A question was posed one day last week which I found really interesting.
“How do birds know which branches are strong enough to take their weight?”
The answer given was
“A bird sitting on a tree is never afraid of the branch breaking because her trust is not in the branch but in her own wings.”
I have certainly seen birds, especially new fledglings almost fall from a branch to be saved by the fact that they have wings and can fly away from danger. I have watched Greenfinch fledglings trying to land on a feeder and without wings they would have fallen.
I asked myself the question; who do I have faith in. If I was about to fall would I put my trust in myself? Where is my trust during the Covid 19 pandemic?
It was in a conversation with Amanda that she reminded me of these verses from Isaiah 40:28-31
Have you not known? Have you not heard?
The everlasting God, the Lord, The Creator of the ends of the earth,
Neither faints nor is weary. His understanding is unsearchable.
He gives power to the weak,
And to those who have no might He increases strength.
Even the youths shall faint and be weary,
And the young men shall utterly fall,
But those who wait on the Lord
Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles,
They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)
The first time I saw an Eagle was on the Island of Mull in 2001. I was with a friend at the RSPB Eagle Watch site with around 6 to 7 others. We were all staring down the loch as we were told that was the direction in which the White Tailed Eagle had flown. There came a point when I began to wonder if any other birds were around and so turned round. There, flying towards me was the biggest bird I had ever seen. It really did seem like a barn door was approaching. I called to the others and we watched as it came over our heads and landed in a conifer where we could all just marvel at the bird and enjoy her magnificence, strength and beauty. We watched as she very gently fed her eaglets.
She was not bothered by us on the ground, she was not really bothered by buzzards and crows, because she knew who she was, the ruler of the sky. She knew that at the first sign of danger she could rise up on strong wings and fly to safety. I’ve seen eagles quite a few times since that first encounter and I never lose my sense of awe and wonder.
I want to be like that eagle; to believe who I am as a child of the Most High to have the confidence that I can mount up with wings like eagles at the first sign of danger.
Obviously, this does not mean that I will escape danger altogether, it only means that I know where my safety lies.
The eagle’s trust lies in her wings. Mine lies with my creator.
Where does your trust lie?