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The bird was dead on the side of the road

The bird was dead on the side of the road

Last week when I went walking with Martha, my dog, I saw on the side of the road a dead bird. It was laying on it’s back in the middle of dead leaves next to a plastic top with a straw through it. A dead bird with trash.

I kept walking.

Then I stopped and walked back to the bird and took a picture of it next to the plastic lid and straw. I don’t why I walked back and took a picture of the bird. The bird was dead. It was not pretty to look at. It’s eyes were closed and the feathers were ruffled on the breast.

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care.
Matthew 10:29

A dead bird. A plastic lid with a straw.

The bird  had a heart inside of it that had stopped beating.  The lid and straw are made of plastic, garbage discarded,thrown from a car.

The bird created by a loving God. The lid and straw made in a factory with machines.

I looked for the bird  when I went for a walk this afternoon with Martha. The bird and the plastic lid were gone. And I realized why I took the photograph.

Life is precious. And, I didn’t want to forget.

Life is precious

Do you know that your life is precious? Please tell me in the comments. I would love to talk with you.

Indeed, the very hairs of your head are all numbered. Don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows.
Luke 12:7

 

About Pamela Hodges

My name is Pamela Hodges. I am a writer and an artist. I write to encourage and to bring laughter. I paint cats, draw cartoons and write books for children and grown ups.

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  • Pamela,

    Yes, I do believe I’m precious. Because God told us that we are more precious than these little sparrows. And yet, the God of the universe notices when each one falls. And I bet his heart was sad when he saw it too. That’s the kind of God we have.

  • La McCoy

    Martha,
    What did you think of the bird?
    Did you sniff it?
    What did it smell like?
    I ate a baby crow 2 years ago Feathers are hard to swallow. The parents pecked me on the head for days. I was sick for days. I gave up eating birds.
    My mom agrees with your mom. She says life is a precious fleeting gift.
    Love you People.
    Edelweiss

    • Dear Edelweiss, who is a dog,
      This note is from Martha,
      Hello Edelweiss,
      Mrs. Hodges wouldn’t even let me sniff it.
      How discouraging. But she does let me sniff the ground whenever I want.
      Oh dear, did the bird taste good? Personally I prefer popcorn, with butter.
      All the best.
      Martha, the dog

      • La McCoy

        Hi Martha.
        I am so happy you wrote to me.
        I so want you to star on my blog. IF you want to have your mom send my mom a picture.
        By the way. I no longer eat baby crow. I got so sick and those parents pecking my head every time I had to potty for days was no fun either.
        Yes one of my favorite foods is popcorn with butter. My dad makes it and I wait by his chair for nibbles. Sooo soo. good.
        Love you.
        Edelweiss.

  • This last year has claimed the lives of numerous classmates. We are not what I consider to be “old”. It’s also reminder that our days our numbered. However long our time on earth is, it IS precious because our life came from God.

    • Yes, Shelley our life is precious because it is a gift from God. I am sorry about the loss of your classmates. That is so sad.

  • Alison Alison

    Why yes I do Pamela Hodges,indeedy I do! Between April 2008 ,consecutively I lost my sister Elisabeth tragically, my kelpie Daisy died we moved house ,lost my Mum in May 2009,had my other dog Mutley euthanaised,moved house and 7 months later found a permanent home. My daughter and I have a good life and there has been much heartache.But it has also led me back to my Father and through it all no-one sustained me like God.They didn’t even come close. I know heartache drew me closer to Jesus than the 10 years I had spent in church repenting.Oh,for more faith!!! Affectionately I send my regards and Love.