Sunday, May 10, 2015-Mother’s Day
The Abbey of Gethsemani
Nothing says Mother’s Day like a mother bird and her nest. In the trees that line the walkway leading to the Abbey Church there is a mother Robin sitting on her nest. I discovered her quit by accident and most people walk by without noticing this marvel of nature. I enjoyed keeping an eye on the nest during my last week at Gethsemani. I never saw her babies (hacklings) but I did hear the sweet sound of chirping and I watched as she brought them worms. I observed another Robin that always seemed to be sitting by the rree looking up. I can’t be sure, but I assumed that this was “daddy Robin” keeping a watchful eye.
I remember the Kildeer who made her nest outside of Emmaus Church. How we all enjoyed waiting and watching for her babies to arrive.
Birds are born naked and blind. The mother sits on her young to keep them warm. She feeds them regularly. This Robin is one smart Mom. When her birds leave their nest and fly off, the first thing their eyes will behold is the House of the Lord. Everyday the monks chant Psalm 122 which says in verse 1: I was glad when they said unto me, let us go to the House of the Lord.
This was my last day at the monastery. I am leaving renewed and with a greater desire to serve Christ. My heart is full.
I count it all joy,