Guess what I saw when I opened the shades this morning! The swans were blessed with not one or two cygnets (as in years past), or even three or four (like last summer), but seven wonderful, wobbly, bobbling fluff balls this year! I am amazed and delighted! Seven babies is all Alan and I had over the entire course of our marriage!
They are very wary of sounds or movement, so I had to slip out the front door and hide behind the lilac bushes along our pool to keep from being spotted, but aren’t they adorable?
I think there’s a lesson in perseverance here. Last year the swans had four cygnets, but only one made it to adulthood…and having even one survive was a first in the six years they’ve been on our lake. I was hoping the young swan would return with a bride this summer, but alas, it was not to be! However, the swans never seem to give up, and every year they try again. Ah, you say, but it’s instinctive. Perhaps. If so, Lord, please grant me the instinct to never give up…to persevere in trying to nurture life, to bring beauty from chaos, and to live with stubborn joy in trying to become like Christ!
He is a wise man who does not grieve for the things which he has not,
but rejoices for those which he has.
Conquering any difficulty always gives one a secret joy,
for it means pushing back a boundary-line and adding to one’s liberty.
~Henri Frederic Amiel
“This one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”
– Paul in Philippians 3:13-14