The Nest in the Honeysuckles, and other Stories by Various
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she flew away to her perch to rest till morning. I do not see how she
could balance herself so nicely on one foot, as she slept with her head turned back, and half-hidden beneath her wing. Eddie often watched the robin during the day. He was careful not to frighten it. "I wonder how the robin could find so nice a place. I should not have thought it would have known about it,"--he said to his mother, as he saw the bird fly in, almost out of sight, among the clustering branches. Mrs. Dudley told Eddie God taught the birds where to build their nests, and that he took care of them, and provided food for them. Is it not wonderful that God, who has built the world in which we live, and all the bright worlds we can see in the sky, should attend to the wants of the robins and sparrows, and other birds which he has made? We should forget them, if we had much of importance to attend to, or we should be weary of providing for their wants; but our heavenly Father never forgets, and never grows weary. He hears the ravens when they cry, and not even a sparrow falls to the ground without his knowledge. "Are ye not much better than they?" our Saviour said to his disciples, when endeavouring to teach them to trust in the love and parental care of God, and not to be anxious in regard to their temporal welfare. If God so cares for the birds, whose lives are short, and who have no souls to live in another world, will he not much more care for those who are made in his image, and for whom the Saviour died? No good thing will he withhold from those who walk uprightly, who try |
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