A thunderstorm was brewing. I had hiked about a mile of lake shoreline,
casting artificials in pursuit of bass and walleye. It had been a
good catch-and-release day, and I was working my way back to the car
when some motion on the waters surface caught my eye.
I soon realized that it was a bird desperately flailing in an attempt
to reach shore.
By extending the tip of my rod I was able to guide the exhausted
little creature close enough to scoop out of the water. It was a baby
cliff swallow, nearly fledged, that had evidently fallen from one
of the mud nests attached to the underside of the nearby bridge.
As I cradled the little bird in my cupped hands, the heavens opened
and the downpour began. Shielding the swallow from the rain, I dashed
to the shelter of my car.
There I continued to hold the little creature in hopes it would dry
out and recover. Several desperate attempts to fly by flapping its
soaked wings failed. After it made one last heroic attempt, I felt
the little form quiver, then its beak dropped forward, lifeless.
I sat for some time with the small form in my hand. Though only one
small life, one of countless such birds, it still grieved me to feel
the death shudder of one of Gods creatures.
"Arent two sparrows sold for only a penny? But your Father
knows when any one of them falls to the ground.
You are worth
much more than many sparrows" (Matthew 10:29,31, CEV).
Lots of tiny lives pass unknown and unmourned every day. I cared
about the little swallow. It was a creation of God. And God knew when
If God cares for sparrows or swallows (see Psalm 84:3), how
much more must He care for all those tiny, unborn children created
in His image, who have their lives snatched violently and mercilessly
from them while in the should-be protection of their mothers
womb? Their existence falls beneath the notice of most, and they perish
before having had a chance to emulate their Creator.
This repeated tragedy has seen little letup in America for nearly
three decades. And today, many Christians have seemingly wearied of
standing up for the rights of the unborn.
But God still cares. The Creator who makes the tiny birds and sees
when they fall, knows and sees every time a tiny child perishes at
the hands of those who have sworn to protect life.
So many children have died needlessly. We must not let the efforts
to stop the infant holocaust die too.