Deer Stand Devotionals: His Eye is on the Sparrow

Momma robin feeding her fallen baby

Last night we tried to rescue a baby robin. It had fallen out of a nest earlier in the day. It couldn't fly, although it was desperately attempting to. All day I watched it alternate between resting and trying to flap its way back to the nest. I watched momma robin continue to feed it and chase away other birds. I listened to her frantic cries whenever we came within ten feet of her baby, even though we meant it no harm. We were simply checking on it. 

As dusk descended, we were faced with a decision. I knew the terrible fate that was lurking in the tree line.