"This is what the past is for!
Every experience God gives us, every person He puts in our lives is
the perfect preparation for the future that only He can see."
— Corrie Ten Boom (The Hiding Place)




Friday, June 17, 2011

TIMID LITTLE BIRD


 





This was one of the very first prophetic words I ever received from God.  I was in church one evening and I bumped into a woman whom I had gone to High School with.  We had known each other, but were not close friends.  I always thought she was so sweet and such a gentle spirited person. 
She shared with me that she had been hooked on alcohol and wanted to get her life back somehow, and receive healing.  She had fallen prey to peer pressure and the things of this world.  I told her she was in the right place to find what she was looking for, and that we would have her over for dinner that week if she would call me.  I gave her my telephone number, but for some reason, I did not get hers. 

While I was praying for her later that evening, the word below entitled “Little Bird” came to me.  What I mean is, I heard it in my heart, and knew it was God speaking it to me.  I was astounded that God was conversing with me in such a wonderful way for someone else, and realized how much He loves each and every one of us.  I knew this word was an example for people who were going through difficult times where it seemed there was no way out.

I never did see my friend again, although I prayed fervently for her, and questioned what I should do with this word.  As time went on, I met many women and men who had the same problem along with many other hard situations they were going through just as my friend had been struggling with, and decided to share God’s little word with them.  People would cry when I would read it to them, saying that it was as if God Himself was talking to their hearts which delighted me no end!!  Many said they were healed by this loving word.  So, I then had it printed out and gave it to people as directed.  Years later, I would leave it on the front table when I would do retreats or conferences, or women’s seminars.  It still is one of my very favorites from God.  Hope it blesses you today also.  
I always felt sorry for caged birds
 As a little girl, I loved to go to restaurants or large hotels that had birds in cages.  I loved hearing them sing, but in my heart, I wanted so much to open the cage and let them go free.  I still feel that way today.  They have a large bird cage at the Floridian Hotel at Disney, Orlando Florida where I have gone with my husband.  The birds are so pretty, but I always think how much happier they would be in their natural habitat.  We have been given the same natural habitat too, the ability to make choices and to be independent of shackles.

As I reread this word today, I could not help but think of the song, “She’s only a bird in a Gilded Cage”.  It was one my Grandfather and Grandmother would sing at family get togethers.  I always felt so sorry for the bird and years later realized the song was about a female who had sold herself out for an old man who had money.  I wonder how many of us have made cages of our own making by selling ourselves out to the enemy in many ways?  We were made to be free and to sing happy joyful songs of liberty.  Yet, it is so easy for us to entrap ourselves into bondage and to lock ourselves up, or allow others to lock us up with maybe words that hurt, or actions that cause us to feel we need punishment, or things that have been done to us that make us feel tied up and in bondage.  

Perhaps we didn’t marry the wrong person just for money, but there are many things in life that cause us to still be in a cage.  Maybe we just follow the crowd trying to be like everyone else, thinking that is the way to peace and bliss in life, when in fact, that is not the answer for us. We pretty soon lose our sweet song and forget the benefits freedom has in our lives. It does not even have to be addictions that keep us bound.  It can be things like doubt, despair, depression, envy, loss of faith, worry, feelings of failure, relationships, etc… 
So let’s decide today, that we will allow God entrance into our lives to heal those areas that have been heavy burdens and fetters that keep us bound and unable to sing a song .. God says He has “new songs” for us  ... I want to sing a new song... not the same old one … don’t you???  
Holy hugs…


Donna/Donsie  



LITTLE BIRD
TIMID LITTLE BIRD
WITH SUCH A SWEET SONG TO SING TO OTHERS,
TRYING TO FLY ON A FLIGHT TO NOWHERE

YOU TOOK A FALL,
YOUR WINGS HAVE BEEN BROKEN

HE WANTS TO TAKE THE TIME
TO NUTURE YOU AND MEND YOU,
MEND YOU THROUGH HIS LOVE,
NUTURE YOU THROUGH HIS WORD

AND WHEN YOU FLY THIS TIME,
IT WILL BE WITH DIRECTION FROM HIM

YOU WILL SOAR,
YOU WILL BE FREE IN THE SPIRIT,
YOU WILL FIND JOY,
AND A NEW SONG IN YOUR HEART TO SHARE WITH OTHERS,

HE REALLY WANTS TO SPEND SOME TIME WITH YOU,
LET HIM BE THE ONE TO REMOVE THE SPLINT
HE KNOWS WHEN IT'S READY

DO NOT BE FRIGHTENED,
HIS HAND IS GENTLE AND LOVING,
ENJOY LETTING HM TEACH YOU AND PAMPER YOU,

JUST BE WILLING,
FOR HE LOVES YOU AND WANTS TO HEAL YOU,

LET HIM BE YOUR FRIEND.




Given by inspiration of the Holy Spirit 1985
To:  Donna Trexler-Geertz
donnatrex@yahoo.com

©Donsie’s Dialogs





Click here if you want to hear the song,
She’s a Bird in a Gilded Cage: 
 A Bird in a Gilded Cage
(Arthur J. Lamb and Harry Von Tilzer)
The ballroom was filled with fashion's throng,
It shone with a thousand lights;
And there was a woman who passed along,
The fairest of all the sights.
A girl to her lover then softly sighed,
"There's riches at her command."
"But she married for wealth, not for love," he cried!
"Though she lives in a mansion grand."
 
chorus: "She's only a bird in a gilded cage,
A beautiful sight to see.
You may think she's happy and free from care,
She's not, though she seems to be.
'Tis sad when you think of her wasted life
For youth cannot mate with age;
And her beauty was sold for an old man's gold,
She's a bird in a gilded cage."
I stood in a churchyard just at eve,
When sunset adorned the west;
And looked at the people who'd come to grieve
For loved ones now laid at rcst.
A tall marble monument marked the grave
Of one who'd been fashion's queen;
And I thought, "She is happier here at rest,
Than to have people say when seen: "


(repeat Chorus)





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