A naturalist is someone who studies birds, plants, and animals.
He sat down to eat his lunch and suddenly heard the cries of a bird, which was fluttering over a leafy spot. He figured that's where his nest must be.
The bird was in great distress. Of course the naturalist was curious to know what all this fuss was about.
Then he saw it. Creeping slowly along towards the tree he saw one of the most venomous snakes in South America. His small glittering eyes were fixed on the birds' nests and his forked tongue darted quickly out and in; as though anticipating his prey.
Presently he saw an unusual thing take place.
The bird flew quickly away hither and thither as though in search of something.
In a few moments he saw him return with a small twig covered with leaves in his beak. Perched over the nest, he laid the twig carefully across it, covering his mate and her young completely. The little father bird had been shown by God what to do and do it quickly without delay. Then, taking his place on one of the top branches of the tree, he seemed to grow quieter and calmer.
And there awaited the approach of the enemy.
He was sure the protection he had given his little family would work.
By this time the snake had reached the tree, and bent upon his object he twisted himself around the trunk and begun climbing up, up, up.
Then, gliding along a branch, he came close to the nest.
He lifted his venomous head, ready to dart upon the poor bird. His small glittering eyes watched the nest a moment, and then -- throwing his head back, as if he had recieved a sudden blow.
The snake turned around, and as fast as possible, made his way back down the tree and disappeared in the tall grass.
You can imagine how curious the naturalist felt as to the cause of this. He could not understand why the snake had turned back from his prey at the very moment it seemed in his power. Nor could he understand the quietness of the father bird, who until his enemy departed showed no sign of emotion and NOW,
Sang a song, a rapturous song of praise!
He climbed up the tree and examined the little broken branch the leaves of which were curious in shape and color. He carried it home and told the whole story to a friend, showing him the branches. His friend explained that the leaf plucked off by the father bird to protect his family was poisonous to the snake. The snake never touches this leaf!
Just like that little bird we too have an enemy; the old devil, or the serpent.
Revelation 20:2
But God has provided a way.
Psalms 32:1
Blessed is the man whose sin is covered because his transgression is forgiven.
1 John 1:7
But the blood of Jesus Christ, God's Son, cleanseth us from all sin.
Just like that little bird went and got the leaf, so we must by faith recieve his forgiveness or protection.
John 1:12
But as many as recieved Him, to them gave He the power to become the sons of God.
Just like that dear little bird applied that protection, we too can be protected by the word of God. By having on the whole armour of God.
Just like the little bird we too can sing a rapturous song of praise unto our God. A good way to start your day, right?
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