|FTLComm - Tisdale - May 31, 2000|
|One of my
first visits to Regina and Moose Jaw one summer revealed to me large flocks of what
seemed to me as really astonishing birds. Each individual with their own special
colouration and surprisingly unafraid of humans. I was enthralled with them but my
parents and Aunt and Uncle scoffed at these supposed mundane creatures because they
were "just pigeons". Not really wild life, not exotic peacocks, swans or
majestic snorting Canada geese they were just pigeons.
It might be completely in keeping with my view of things to note at this point that I shared the same wonder of sparrows whom I still love with a passion and consider remarkable being yet they too are
because they are
This idea has often depressed me that somehow I was to think of and value higher some birds more then others yet to me the sparrows and the friendly pigeon are among the most agreeable feathered friends. The pigeon is a wonderful flier does a fine job of cleaning up seeds and bits of material without a lot of noise and squawking Often the dinner or lunch for predatory birds like the Buteo hawks who are considered somehow superior beings just because they prey on other birds and little animals.
seem to me far more like
"God sees a little sparrow fall, it meets his tender view, if God so loves the little ones I know he loves me too."