The sweet elixir in our hummingbird feeder is three-fourths gone. But as I sat and watched one hummingbird feed this morning, I couldn't detect any sign that he was worried about how long his food supply would last. He just drank repeatedly and I hope deeply of the nourishment we provide free of charge.
For a while there was just one bird feeding; now there are two and often they fight each other. One repels the other as best he can, defending his space - which really is our space! Often they fly perilously close to the glass window behind the feeder. There's no need for this - our yard is more than big enough for both of them and their supply of food never runs out. The truth is, for all their beauty, they can be vicious little territorial creatures.
And still we provide for them. As far as they are concerned, the elixir comes from nowhere. I feel sure they have no clue that often they are watched, that the glass in our window is transparent and that a whole world exists mostly out of their sight, out of their realm of experience.
If they could talk, I wonder if they would argue with each other - posturing various theories about where the mysterious sweetness of life comes from, whether or not there really is some unseen being watching over them and if there is, why does this being allow so much fighting and carnage to go on in their world?
But I say love your enemies...In that way, you will be acting as true children of your father in Heaven. For He gives His sunlight to both the evil and the good, and He sends rain on the just and unjust alike. Matt. 5:44-45