One of my friends – an award-winning photographer — inspires me with her stunning photos. Especially those she and her husband capture on annual trips to Ohio – a place where so many rainbows of warblers seem to flock at the first April or May breath of spring. (The photos here are but simple, free online pieces… but you can view some of my friend’s breathtaking shots here: http://povenzphotography.zenfolio.com)
I wouldn’t call myself a birdwatcher. I don’t scramble into bushes, trailing my camera to find them. But because of my friend’s intricate portraits, so many of which actually look like paintings, I’m noticing up close and gobsmacked just how majestically Our Creator has arrayed these tiny creatures in raiment spun of incredible threads of Glory. The blue bunting, the hummingbird, the warblers of so many hues… The way some seem to be wearing intricately designed vests sewn together carefully by Hand just for them, vying anything on the couture runway. Others bedecked with jewels. Colors that radiate.
And when I took my hand to drawing the Yellow Warbler the other day, I discovered a blush of deeper orangey yellow on the little fellow’s “cheek” – just as I might add a breath of rose to a child’s face. Loving Artist details… [Won’t you join me at my new art site, “Picture It in Pen and Ink,” to see my latest drawing of this golden little one in the Pretty Little Birds ‘gallery?’)
When I googled these lemon-colored beauties, a few lovely facts popped up. Do you know the term given to collective groups of these?
A stream, a sweetness, a trepidation of warblers. O, I love that! Especially… a sweetness. And that many describe their voice as a musical strophe that sounds like, sweet, sweet… I’m so sweet.
To my spirit comes a whisper. They do not sing of their own sweetness, but of Mine.
Then I discovered… an endearing name for the warbler considered the brightest, most extensively yellow of all — “A bit of feathered sunshine.”
And as I took yellow pastel in hand to smooth on his feathery fluff in illustration, I felt my spirit rise to songs of praise. And a fresh longing.
To sing back through my gifts… in a way that turns hearts Heavenward. In collective songs of a stream, a sweetness, a trepidation of all us warblers.
To reflect to the world…a bit of Holy-feathered Sonshine. In the way of this little songbird who can’t help but let God sing through him… effortlessly of his own ambition.
To ponder anew His Matthew 6:26 Promise…
Are we not more valuable to Him than any of these gorgeously arrayed creatures? And if He has provided such radiant beauty in them, how much more does He live in and shine through us…
There it is again…A Harvest of Righteousness
For He hath made Him who knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might be made the righteousness of God in Him.
~ 2 Corinthians 5:21 KJV
P.S. I think the next little one I want to try my hand at illustrating is going to be “a bit of sky and water blue!” 🙂
© Pam Depoyan
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