The Last Feather

How many times have we seen a bird laying on the road pavement. For some reason this little creature had a message for me this particular day.

39145594_sWe were just finishing up our evening walk as the small, dark form appeared ahead of us.  The now-cooling asphalt road still held some warmth as my dogs and I looked down.  There, lying still, a bit of dried blood by his lifeless eyes, was a dead mockingbird.  Almost frozen in a flying position, it looked like sleep had taken over but of course that wasn’t the case.

I carefully picked up the little body to bring it back home with us. There was a lot of night traffic on our road and I just didn’t want his remains to be vulnerable to more passing cars.  As I lifted him up, a single, soft feather blew gently past us. Scooping it up, I thought of all the miles this feather had helped him fly.

The Bible tells us that God knows everything!  He even knows when sparrows fall to the earth! Therefore, I know that this little bird had been in His care even lying there on the road. What a great gift that is to us!  How could we be lonely knowing that our Father holds us in the palm of His hand?

About the Author

Maryann Hartzell-Curran, a retired educator and counselor, has written a personal account of her journey through the first year of grieving the loss of her husband in her book, “From We to Me,” to help support those who have suffered the loss of a loved one.
Maryann founded a successful family therapy practice and taught in the public and private sectors. She also founded and directed a church-based preschool in Lombard, Ill., and gained experience working with the elderly as director of a senior dining center. She has a bachelor’s degree in education from the University of Wisconsin and a master’s degree in counseling from Illinois Benedictine University.

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