I was in the Cleveland airport waiting for my next flight. The weather outside was typical of early April in northern Ohio–overcast, blustery, even cold. All around me, people were astir with attention focused on one thing–a single sparrow that had found her way into the warmth and hospitality of the airport. I don’t know how long a sparrow can exist on french fries, but she seemed pretty content for the moment.
I am reminded of Psalm 84. How lovely is the dwelling place of the Almighty; my soul yearns to rest in the courts of my Lord. Even the sparrow has found a home near the Lord’s altar. Blessed are those who dwell in the house of God. They always praise Him.
The sparrow was comfortable and warm, but I am sure that was not the end of the story. Either she answered the call of the wild and found her way out to places for which she was made, or she was forcibly removed.
You and I were made for the courts of the Lord. No lovelier place exists for our dwelling. We are blessed to “dwell in the house of the Lord.” May our lives be constant praise to him.