Happy Days Stories

There was only one little sparrow in the nest.  The others had flown away.  Why this one stayed, no one knew.  The nest was high up under an old bridge and underneath flowed a little stream that gurgled as it ran over the stony bed.  The little bird peeped over the edge of the warm nest, and fluttered his wings.  And you know what happened?  Yes, he fell!  Down and down he fell for his little wings were too weak to fly.

Splash!  He landed in the water.  But, his feathers kept him afloat and he started to drift down the stream.  He came out from under the bridge and his mother darted down, scolding at the top of her voice.

She flew around as the little bird struggled in the water, sinking lower and lower as his feathers became wet and heavy.  But, Someone was watching over him and I know He watches over you.  A current in the water pushed the sparrow closer to the bank.  It was steep and although he tried hard, he couldn't climb out of the water.

His struggling grew less and just as he seemed to resign himself to a watery death, a tuft of grass appeared on the water's edge.  Some fisherman had trodden it down and now it trailed over the water.   The current drifted the little bird nearer and nearer, until with a joyful chirp, he grasped the grass with his beak.  He scrabbled with his feet and wearily climbed onto dry land.

The Bible (Matthew 10:29-31) tells us that not one sparrow will fall to the ground without God knowing.  So don't be afraid - you are worth more than many sparrows.  God had been watching over the little sparrow and now he was safe, but far from the nest.  His mother flew down and over the next two days she brought him food.  The little sparrow would flap his wings in greeting each time she came.  He did not realise it, but his wings were growing stronger!

He sang as the sun came up.  It seemed as if he was singing praise to his Heavenly Father.  His mother brought him a juicy worm for breakfast and he flapped his wings, and yes - he flew!  His wings were strong and his mother joined him as he flew high in the air.   The last you saw of him was a graceful bird who could swoop and dive to his heart's content!

There is a song that says, "His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches over me."  Yes, we are the apple of God's eye, and He watches over us and protects us from harm and bad things, just as He watched over that little sparrow.

God bless!