The last few days have been highlighted by search and rescue operations. There has been a herring gull nest on the flat roof of next doors house. Pam has enjoyed watching the chicks hatch and grow up into fledgling birds. My worry has been about what would happen if one of the babies dropped into our garden. The garden is too small for a grown bird to land and then to take off and so we are somewhat safe from an invasion. Apart from an invasion from above:
I have to admit that seagulls are my least favourite birds, they are fantastic flyers but are dangerous to pasty eaters in Looe. In fact they are not only partial to pasties but to any food that ought to be enjoyed by children or adults alike. They are greedy and have been conditioned to take food from unsuspecting visitors. That maybe ought to be the subject of a blog to come!
Back to my search and rescue theme: The inevitable happened on Friday a baby gull had slid off the roof and was now running amok in my garden. It was not going to be caught without a fight and it's parents certainly did not want me to have anything to do with it. It was a bit of fun chasing it around for a while but it quickly became obvious that the time was not right and so we went about our everyday business whilst the baby bird called to a parent who was impotent in doing anything about the dilemma.
At the time neither the baby nor it's parents knew it but I was their only hope of rescue in the whole episode. I might have seemed disinterested to them as I went about my daily routine but I assure you that I was concerned. I may not be at the top of the seagull fan club list but I am not cold hearted and did not want to witness a bird dying of starvation but the time was not right. The bird had to get to a state of desperation before it would succumb to my rescue attempt. The right time came a 5:00 am on Saturday morning. The bird was clearly weakened, frightened and hungry. I went up to the flat roof where it was staked out armed with a bag designed for rubbish that is also seagull proof. That means that they cannot get into it to scavenge.
It seemed logical to me that if they cannot get in then if one were inside it could not get out until I freed it. I would have to catch the bird, take it through the house and release it in the street and I did not intend to be damaged by it's vicious beak!!!
The bird by now was weakened enough for me to catch it and put it into the bag and release it to be cared for by it's parents. I became it's saviour!
All of this of course reminds me of God's search and rescue plan for mankind.
Just like that seagull all of humanity are in a very precarious situation. Sin has separated us from our Heavenly Father, We are trapped in a world where we are happy to be separate from Him until we realise that separation means that we will never reach heaven. Sin separates now and forever. We like the bird need rescuing but we fight against it. Jesus is our rescuer who unlike me was willing to suffer to rescue me. He paid the ultimate price of death in order that I might be forgiven. The New Testament clearly teaches all that you need to know about the process but I tell you that sin is odious to God and so we cannot be right with Him unless our sin is dealt with. Jesus took the sin of all who will believe on Him for forgiveness and gave His righteousness to them instead. The result being that God sees in those who are saved the righteousness of Jesus and welcomes them to be His children.
The amazing thing about the seagull is that it's brother or sister (who can tell which is which?) fell into the garden the next day and so the process began all over again. This reminded me that God's search and rescue of sinners is ongoing and will continue until all that He has called to salvation are gathered into a right relationship with God!
ARE YOU IN NEED OF SAVING?
CAN I HELP IN ANY WAY?
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MORE IMPORTANTLY jESUS SAID THAT IF YOU PERSONALLY CRY OUT TO HIM THEN HE WILL HEAR YOUR CRY AND RESCUE YOU!
SALVATION IS JUST A PRAYER AWAY.
WHY NOT PRAY?