The Lost Cockatiel
One Sunday
afternoon last October, a lady came to the door, trying to
get rid of a lost cockatiel, which had lit on her shoulder
as she walked along. While we put a free "Found" ad in the
local paper, we improvised a cage out of a large plastic
milk crate, setting it upside down on the floor with
newspapers under it. On Thursday, a lady called, and
identified her bird that had been lost the previous
Saturday. She said that it would say "You dirty bird!" We
should have realized that it was not her bird, though we
noticed that it never talked to us, but only whistled all
day long, and did not hop onto her husband's hand as he
expected. But, in our desire to get rid of it, we chalked
these down to nervousness on the bird's part.
The next day, we got a call from a broken-hearted little boy
whose cockatiel had also flown out the window on the
previous Saturday. "Did he whistle all day long?" he asked.
The next day, I woke up feeling terrible about this mix-up,
and praying about what we should do. By then, those people
probably knew that this cockatiel was not their "Shorty",
but they weren't likely to look at any more ads. What good
could God bring out of this situation? What was He trying to
tell me? It came to mind how angry Jonah was, after he had
preached to the Ninevites and they had repented, and were
not destroyed as he had hoped. Then God quickly raised up a
vine to give him shade, and Jonah was angry again when a
worm killed it the next day.
Jonah 4:10-11 - But the Lord said, "You have been concerned
about this vine, though you did not tend it or make it grow.
It sprang up overnight and died overnight. But Nineveh has
more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot
tell their right hand from their left, and many cattle as
well. Should I not be concerned about that great city?"
If I was so concerned about a lost cockatiel getting into
the wrong hands, think how much more concerned God is about
the thousands of spiritually lost people in my city who
don't know Him, and are falling into the wrong hands. He
cares about them much more than I do!
Earlier in the week, we had returned a lost cockatiel to its
owner, only to discover that two cockatiels had been lost on
the same day in our small town. As I agonized over the
likelihood of the cockatiel being in the wrong home, I
realized that I had no way of contacting either owner -- we
had taken down no telephone numbers. I poured out my
distress to God, knowing that I had no way of controlling
the situation, but that He was still in control.
After breakfast, the phone rang. It was the mother of the
broken-hearted little boy who had been cheated out of his
cockatiel. I explained the situation, took her phone number,
and promised to contact her if I got any more information. I
also found out that her cockatiel had no leg band, while the
other owners had indicated that their cockatiel had one.
When I told my wife about this call, she told me that the
other owners had said that they lived near a certain
intersection in town. I decided that I would go looking for
their truck. I parked near the intersection, and checked a
back lane. When I returned to the car, I looked across the
street, and the lady owner was coming out of her house with
garbage. I rejoiced in this answer to prayer, as we greeted
one another in recognition. I explained the situation, and
asked them to show me the cockatiel's leg band, which they
did. It really was theirs!
I then called the mother and recounted the miraculous story.
She was amazed that I had taken it so seriously. I told her
that I was the minister of the local Presbyterian Church,
and that this was God's answer to my prayers. As she hung
up, she said, "God bless you!" It's unlikely that the
cockatiel was ever found, but at least she was spared from
the thought that it was unjustly living in the wrong home. I
have no idea how God will use this miracle in her life, but
I do know that He has a plan for her and her family. If He
was so willing to answer my prayers about a little
cockatiel, how much more is He concerned to answer our
prayers about the eternal destiny of those around each one
of us! How can we communicate that to them?
Matthew 6:26 - Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow
or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father
feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? (NIV)
Robin Ross rross@telus.net
Mission, British Columbia, Canada
Thanks to the PCCWeb Daily devotional at http://daily.presbycan.ca