Sitting on the edge of the nest, it got a good perspective. It didn't budge when I came around and took some pictures, while its sibling was safely tucked away in the back.
Well, it didn't turn out to be as safe as they had anticipated.
There was a scraping sound in the middle of the night. Upon investigation the next morning we found the wreath on the ground. The nest was torn out of it and all that was left of the youngsters were a few, tiny feathers.
We have a great suspicion that the cat we saw scooting by our house a few days earlier treated itself to an easy meal. Poor little critters, but that is nature and there is nothing we can do about it, at least not about that kind of nature.
We can do something about ours though, because we have a choice. We can choose to serve and cater to our sinful nature or to turn away from it and follow in Jesus' footsteps.
Let's choose wisely!
and saying, “Men, why are you doing these things? We also are men with the same nature as you, and preach to you that you should turn from these useless things to the living God, who made the heaven, the earth, the sea, and all things that are in them,