Momma and Baby Birds

Today I met with a young women that I mentor.  She has become ... precious!  Because I am visual, I have this picture of me being a Momma bird ... and she has become a little baby bird that is best protected under my wing.  Under my wing, I can keep my eye on her, protect her, keep her warm, speak comfort and instruction to her, experience her joy and sadness, have her keep me company, and simply enjoy her presence.

Isn't that we all desire? Companionship? We were not meant to travel through this wild journey called life alone.  That's my opinion.  It's one I base on some principles I read in the Bible ... and some on simply how I've come to experience life. The sweetest moments in my life have been in the company of some one ... or some many ... who have dared to engage me in their lives.

It's not an easy thing to share a journey.  You've got to be real.  That's a scary thing.  You've got to show the parts that are often hidden from the masses.  You have to take the risk of loving and not knowing the full capacity in which you will be loved in return.

Today I realized that companionship is one way that God ... Creator of me ... shows me His deep love and affection.  I have learned to rely on God for all I need.  He's safe.  He can be trusted.  Other people are another story.  Because I've been burned, hurt and gave too much too soon, I am sometimes wary of full submersion in a relationship.  Yet, God uses people to communicate to me ... how crazy in love with me He is ... like a Momma bird ... enjoying my presence.

Today I'm gonna ponder a little on that ... and be grateful for the ones He's placed in my life to be my true companions.