Melancholy Monday

I know all the birds of the hills, and all that moves in the field is mine. Psalm 50:11 (ESV)

Today is just one of those days. Not enough sleep the night before, feeling sick to my stomach, rainy morning…I just feel like hiding under my covers. I don’t feel up to writing much today, but I decided that my day would be much better if I at least picked out a verse. I find that if my focus is on God and what He can teach me through His word, then there is significantly less brain power that can be focused on me whining about my problems. I love bible verses about birds. They didn’t use to mean as much to me until I met my friend, Elaine. She has paintings and pictures and statues of birds in her house and now whenever I read about birds in the bible, I always think of her and her relationship with God. We get a lot of large flocks of birds around here and it’s mind boggling to think that God knows each bird, created every one and that they all belong to Him. But the other half of this verse is even cooler/creepier. In a lot of translations, it says “the animals of the field” or “the wild beasts” or even “creatures” but in the Common English version it says “even the insects in the fields are mine”. I almost phobic about bugs and therefore think there are too many of them. Personally I think that one bug is too many and I can’t even imagine how many are in a field somewhere (that is not a question btw, if you know how many just keep it to yourself as I would like to not be terrified to step outside my door…) but it’s cool to think that God has a track on that sort of thing. That it doesn’t matter how big or small the aspects of creation are, God is able to handle it all.