We have English sparrows in the USA but do you know why we call them that? It is because they truly are sparrows that are here from England. Some misguided soul who dearly loved Shakespeare thought that it would be a good idea to release all the birds mentioned in Shakespeare into Central Park in New York City. (I think this was done sometime in the late 19th century...I would look this up for you, but my dear computer is slow to work, so if this is incorrect, let me know and I will edit this!) The starling and the English sparrow were the most prolific. It is interesting to see the same bird in both America and England. (Please do not think I am advocating this, We know now the problems created by introduced species.)
There is a beautiful hymn called "His Eye Is On The Sparrow". You know it, don't you? Many think of it as a Negro spritual, I think because it was sung by many great African Americans and also, it was the title of the autobiography of Ethel Waters. (Trying to link something here, but unable to do so!) Anyway, there are many who are going through rough times just now and I was reminded of this hymn. I personally know seven people who have died the past two months. Winter seems to be a tough time for a lot of people.
Today, when I came home from work, I had the most wonderful package in the mail. A painting by Silke Powers, of a woman with an owl on her shoulder and the dark brown branches are arching behind both of them...it reminds me of the branches in the photo above! (And the eye of the sparrow is very much like the owl!) The painting is exquisitely beautiful and the fact that this came to me today...well, I just can;t tell you how much I appreciate it. It is a heaven sent from an angel, I tell you! If you would like to see more of the art by Silke Powers, you may just here! (That is a link to her blog, but you may click on the side for her art!)
- Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heav’n and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant Friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.