Mother nature can be a funny thing.
I don’t think it means to be smart or inspiring, even though it often is.
I mean, think about it.
The sun doesn’t set out each day to look absolutely breathtaking and I don’t think the mountains realize they’re being painted and hung in living rooms. Rivers don’t mean to be calming and the clouds don’t mean to form shapes. They simply obey the commands of time and of motion and of the hand of God, not pausing for a second or considering what it means.
And it’s inspiring somehow.
Today it wasn’t anything very beautiful that got me thinking–actually, it could be considered anything but. It was a one-legged crow.
I was sitting at a traffic light on my way to work this morning with my window rolled down, thankful that the mornings are beginning to grow warmer. My thoughts were wandering when I spotted a crow, smaller than the rest of the pack on the other side of the street, who hopped across two lanes of traffic toward where my car sat. From a distance I noticed he was slower, and one of his wings worked unusually hard to somehow give him the balance he needed to make the short little jaunt. It wasn’t until he was an arm’s length away from my arm that was draped out my window that I realized he only had one leg.
So, something to know about me: I’m an animal lover. Sometimes to a fault. I make my husband brake for packs of pigeons that are a little slow to fly out of the way and if I had the space to house them all, I’d probably become a puppy hoarder or keep adorable rodents in my cupboards, each with personalized little beds. But alas, I am realistic–even when it comes to simply watching a one-legged crow struggle to eat his half-eaten carton of fries in the median and restraining myself from scooping him up and making him a crutch. I watched him, saddened a little, until I saw another crow *with both legs, might I add* swoop down beside him to share the treat. But the one-legged crow wouldn’t have it. He snatched up the box and hobbled away, finally breaking into flight after a few failed and clumsy attempts.
I can do without, I almost heard him whisper to me.
Touche, little crow, I almost said back.
We can all do without.
How many times do we sit back and feel sorry for ourselves when our car breaks down and public transit is the only option for a few weeks? How many times do we complain when our friends always seem to have the bigger house, the better job, the more picture-perfect life? How often do we struggle with being the “less-attractive” one, the one with the speech impediment, the one without the college education, the one without the leg? And to each of us, there’s a whispered lesson from the spirit simply saying: You can do without.
I’m often inspired by stories of triumph by those who have lost a limb in a war and then go on to compete in the Olympics or by those who are entirely burned and stripped of their physical beauty, only to find love again and go on to be a motivational speaker and inspiration. But then, when it comes to the little, unfair disadvantages we sometimes freeze in place.
You have a learning disability. You’re diabetic. You grew up with just one parent. You’re twice divorced. You’re living paycheck to paycheck. There’s that one something that threatens to make you hobble and complain and slow down.
We’re all a one-legged crow.
Moses–one of the greatest prophets of all time–complained to God about a speech problem he had.
“O Lord, I have never been eloquent, neither in the past nor since you have spoken to your servant. I am slow of speech and tongue” Moses said in Exodus 4:10. But Heavenly Father assured Moses, and he’s assuring us every day, that despite a speech problem–despite any problem or hindrance or setback– “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness” (2 Corinthians 12:9).
I’m grateful for little reminders in nature and in life that testify to God’s law. I’m grateful for one-legged crows whose wings grow stronger and whose one remaining leg takes compensates for the lack of the other, lifting off in flight, proving that it simply takes determination.
And it only takes His strength.
I’m grateful that his grace is sufficient–and because of that, I can do without a lot.
5 thoughts on “I can do without: Lessons from a one-legged crow”
I’ve been reading for a couple of months now and just want to say thank you for your inspired and well thought-out posts. I believe you’re somehow related to Melissa Pickett Hackett, who is a good friend of mine!
Thank u for Ur wonderful words! I love this especially because sometimes I catch myself coveting..which yes is a sin…but I can’t the words “man must b nice….I want that too…ect! But I am greatful and can do without so thank u for the reminder.
Excellent, thank you. Just exactly what I needed to hear.
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Almost every post you make is needed comfort and inspiration for me. God is working in others (specifically me!) through you, and I am so very gratefu! Thank you!
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Amazingly inspiring 🙂 Thank You @Lemmony Things