The Spiritual Taxonomy of a Sparrow
The most amazing things cross your eyes if you are looking for them. The other day, I looked out my kitchen window and saw three sparrows on our deck eating seed that had spilled from our bird feeder. Now I am not especially knowledgeable about bird species, but I knew these were sparrows. However, they were a kind of sparrow that I had never seen before, and I immediately dubbed them “chipmunk sparrows” since their markings resembled those of a chipmunk. They had dark brown stripes on their heads, chests, and wings, alternating with rust colored stripes. They were plump little fellows and seemed to stride around the deck. I asked my husband what they were and he said they were a form of native sparrow—not English—and he went to find our bird identification book for some more information. But then I realized that I was not really interested in the taxonomy of the birds. Instead, what appealed to me was the fullness of a God, who had so many patterns to choo...