notesbynora

Every morning, two cardinals tap on my window.

It has become part of my day—almost a greeting. I notice them before I notice the news, before the noise of the world creeps in. Just two bright flashes of red, steady and faithful, reminding me that God’s creation is already awake.

As the storm approached, I found myself worrying about them.

I filled the bird feeders extra full, wondering how they would survive the cold, the wind, the uncertainty of what was coming. I imagined them frightened, hungry, exposed to a world they could not control. And I realized something—I was carrying concern for something God had already been caring for all along.

When the storm passed, I looked outside, and there they were.

Eating alongside other birds—some small, some medium-sized—without fear, without urgency, without worry. They shared space, shared food, and carried on as if to say, We are provided for.

And I was the one who had worried.

Jesus reminds us of this truth in Matthew 6:26:
“Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?”

I stood there watching them—content, unbothered, alive—and felt the quiet correction of God settle into my heart. Those birds did not know a storm was coming. They did not stockpile. They did not panic. They simply trusted the rhythm God had built into their lives: eat when food is available, rest when it is time, and rise again when morning comes.

And somehow, they survived. I had done the worrying. God had done the providing. 

How often do I do that in my own life? I look ahead to the storm—real or imagined—and my heart fills with questions. How will this work out? Will I have enough? Will I be okay? I try to prepare my spirit the way I filled those feeders, as if my effort alone is what will carry me through.

But God gently reminds me: He has never missed a morning.

If He notices two cardinals tapping on my window…If He feeds the smallest birds without them ever asking…How much more does He see me? How much more does He see you?

The birds didn’t survive because I worried. They survived because God is faithful. And the same is true for us. Today, if you are looking at the sky and bracing for a storm—financial, emotional, physical, or spiritual—pause for a moment. Look at the birds. Remember the cardinals. Remember that God’s care does not waver when the weather changes.

You are not forgotten. You are not overlooked.  You are deeply, intentionally loved.

And if God cares so much for the birds in your yard, how much more does He care for you?

Prayer:

Lord, help me to trust You the way the birds do—without fear, without striving, and without doubt. When storms come, remind me that You are already there, providing what I need. Amen.