Hummingbird Come Home

Hummingbirds migrate to Mexico or even South America and follow the same paths.  Though they may travel together, each individual knows where he has come from and where he is going.  And they come back to the same place.  This year, before I put the feeders out, the hummingbirds came looking for them!  One bird came to the exact spot where a feeder had been last year.  He halted there and flitted around, examined the empty spot from several angles.  Then he flew in an instant to the place where the other feeder had been and hovered there, examining that empty spot.

I went to get the feeders from the garage and began to stir up some sugar water.  As I thought about what I had just witnessed, my interest and amazement increased.  To imagine that tiny creature travelling hundreds, if not a thousand or more miles safely was hard to believe.  And then his little navigation system led him back to North America, North Texas, Dallas County, Cedar Hill, High Point, Chapman street, to my back yard, and to the two exact posts on my patio where our feeders had hung half a year ago.

We too are vulnerable creatures in a big world.  Our life paths and our spiritual journeys take us far along paths toward God.  Sometimes our distractions and even our searchings take us the opposite direction.  Perhaps we can learn a lesson from the hummingbirds in finding our way back to God, the Source of Life.