I knew a man who was poor. He’d been dealt a lot of 3’s and 4’s in the game of life and his mindset kept him there. If he ever won the lottery, it would all be spent in a year. The words “Good enough” punctuate his vocabulary more than the national average. Walmart has everything he needs. Depression is his constant friend.
I knew a man with a restless heart. His wife was long gone and his family distant. Like a bird without a roost, he flits from one perch to another. Sadness follows him wherever he goes.
There’s a place in God’s house for the sparrow and the swallow. A place of rest and peace. Not all of us are go getters. Some will never be more than 10%’ers.
Christ has made a place for them in His church. We need to recognize that, and make room in our hearts for them.
Psalm 84:3. Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altars, O LORD of hosts, my King and my God.