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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

What A Beautiful Wonder

By Margaret Hardisty


A turtle dove family moved onto a platform on a pillar that we prepared for them. We watched them add their furnishings the place and could have given them a lot of suggestions, but they weren't open to that. We oh'd and ah'd when their eggs were laid, hatched and became babies that pecked their way into the world. The feeding process also was fascinating.

Shortly before and after the turtle doves settled in, though, a house finch couple flew around looking for a place to nest. So we constructed a little box and secured it to the wood beam that lay under the eaves about 6 feet away from the doves. Four days later, the finches inspected the place, decided to rent and began the moving process. The male, with his glorious orange throat and chest, flewout of sight but the female brought twigs, leaves and more to line the box. Once she had all her furnishings in the box, she arranged them. Then she re-arranged it. No, the couch looks better over...uhhhh...here. Yes, that's fine. I saw her move one bunch of tiny branches from one side to the other several times. It took days for her arrange it just the way she wanted it. She laid her eggs, but her man still hadn't shown up as far as I could see. She'd take her breaks, leaving the eggs on their own for short periods of time while she grabbed a bite, but then back she'd come.

This went on for at least a week. I was about to get thoroughly put out with Mr. Finch when all of a sudden...he was there, his brilliant, beautiful colors catching the sunlight as he flew to sit on the edge of the box. And then my breath caught in my throat because...he fed his wife! She twittered and acted the female she was, admiring the male that he was. The babies had hatched! She hadn't dared to leave them alone anymore. Papa had a job now and he performed it well, feeding her at periodic intervals; and she, in turn, used what he gave her to feed the new arrivals. When the baby birds were larger and she could leave them for short periods of time, he took over the baby feeding.

Isn't that the way God designed a human male, as well - to provide for his wife and children? To protect? To keep watch? Yes. Doing so makes him manly. Very manly. And most men desire that. Most women want that. Whether he works outside or in the home...whether he brings hoards of money or a meager paycheck...he provides for his own in matchless ways. Just his very presence is security for the family.

So, since women are delightful and necessary for men, and men are a delight and a necessity for women, why are there so many divorces? And why must we here at Love Relationship Headquarters be focused on saving your marriage and saving the marriages of others that we find very little time to feed the wild birds? Why is it so vital that we lead you toward what to do to make your relationship better and more exciting? Why is it important for us to guide Singles in finding the right man or woman?

There a plethora of reasons why people ruin their relationships, and why we address them. However, a major one involves a woman's innermost emotional needs. The male birds provide what's needed for their females. And men need to provide what's needed for their women. We explain all of that - the whys and how's - in our men's books Keep Love Exciting & Lasting and Forever My Love and in our women's books Love Me Always and A Woman's Emotional Needs. The Finch family babies still haven't flown at the time of this writing. We can see their little heads popping up and their wings expanding, but they still need to be cared for. Their doting father suddenly appears, flashing the glory of his colors and his love and providing food to keep them happy and growing. What a beautiful wonder that little bird is.

I feel the same way about devoted and loving husbands and fathers. What a wonder they are. And I want - we want - to do everything we can to make sure their marriages remain secure. It is as God intended.




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