I feel rather bereft as I sit and tap out another newsletter. This past month it has been a rare delight and privilege to watch from my study desk a nest made, eggs laid, hatched and four chicks grow, fledge and… fly away.
I find myself looking up to see if they might come back or, just possibly, they never left at all but are snuggled up in the bottom of the nest.
‘O men of Galilee, why do you stand there looking up to heaven. This Jesus, who has been taken up from you into heaven will come in the same way as you saw him go into heaven.’
Richard Rohr speaks of the two revelations of God – creation and scripture. Here and now, that seems so true. Feeling bereft – but also beloved – must have been the experience of the disciples following the Ascension. It’s certainly mine.
Apparently, blackbirds will return to a good nest and rear two or more broods… I’ll let you know.
Until then I hope those four little birds flourish…