Thursday, February 22, 2018

Birds of a Feather Flock Together

There must be 100 little birds in my yard right now. They take a couple of steps then peck at the ground, take a few more steps then peck some more. I love watching them. Then all of a sudden in unison they fly away and I look around to see what made them leave. Nothing catches my eye.

Reminds me of the saying, “birds of a feather flock together”. 

This idiom was inspired by nature, by the fact that birds of a feather, or birds of the same species, flock together, or group together in flocks to fly or roost. It is uncommon to find birds from two different species flying together without fighting.

Most sources point to a text by William Turner in the year 1545 titled The Rescuing of Romish Fox as the first written use of this expression, Byrdes of one kynde and color flok and flye allwayes together.

It makes me think about who my feathered friends are, figuratively of course. Who do I spend time with? What flock do I fly with?

Stopping to ponder this question showed me that I have different flocks I fly with at different seasons of my life. My family is a flock especially when we get all the grandkids together. Then there is a lot of fluttering about. High school friends is another flock that I belong to. Friends in the town I live in are also a flock. But the one flock that I have been with now for 42 years is my Christian flock. I may move, and I have, they may move, and they have, but we still are all part of the same flock.

Where ever I go there will be people of the same flock that I can fly with. People of my own kind, who will understand my beliefs and take care of any need I have. God tells us He will meet all of our needs because we are His people. 

Matthew 6:25-34
“Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they?

So who is your flock? Who do you fly around with; spend your time with, share meals with? If you aren’t getting feed (spiritually) you may need to change your feathers and your flock. 

May God Bless



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