His Eye is on the Sparrow

I live on the top floor of my building, which is something I’ve always appreciated. I have a great view of the mountains when the weather is clear, and when the weather isn’t clear I have a front-row-seat to the spectacular clouds, lighting and rainbows that frequent our sky.

For the past few weeks I’ve had new neighbors. The sparrows have found the cracks, of which there are quite a number, in the building and have settled in. They make quite a lot of noise in the mornings, but I honestly don’t mind, who doesn’t love waking up to the sound of birds singing? (Although, it would be nice if they slept in past 5 AM from time to time.) Once I’m up I can’t help but stare at them out my window, watching them as they swoop up and down, almost colliding with one another but changing direction at the last second. They have found a small open pipe in the building across from mine and they fly in and out, going about their day with not a care in the world.

This morning I heard that the job I had planned on for this summer had fallen through. This happens with jobs sometimes, but it’s still a little upsetting when it does happen. But as I sit here watching the sparrows I’m reminded of the old hymn His Eye is on the Sparrow. The refrain of the song goes like this:

“I sing because I’m happy

 I sing because I’m free

For His eye is on the sparrow

and I know He watches me.”

Often we’re tempted to think that if something goes wrong we’re screwed, we immediately start worrying. But the Bible tells us that God takes care of the birds of the air (Matt 6:26) and the lilies of the field (Matt 6:28), how much more so will he take care of us? He’s provided everything I need for today, and all the days before this one. Shouldn’t I trust Him by now? So I’m going to let tomorrow worry about itself (Matt 6:34) and sit here with my eyes on the sparrows, just as God’s eye is on me.