Teresa's Treasures

With lots of health issues going on right now (inability to sleep due to mega pain) I’ve spent lots of early mornings (3:00 a.m. – whenever a.m.) sitting in front of my computer in my office, which I think was originally intended for a baby’s room, just outside our bedroom door. It’s small and cozy and has everything in it anyone could ever want in an office including a bird that sits in hearing distance from my window. He, or she, and I have met quite frequently over the last few weeks and whether he or she has come to know me, I have definitely come to know him or her. I never knew that birds could be so chipper (or should I say chirper?) between the hours of 4:00 and 6:00 a.m. It’s unbelievable! Having developed quite the relationship with this bird over the past two or three weeks that I have, this little bird has taught me numerous lessons I will never forget, that impress upon me what a Christian should look like, sound like, think like and do. It’s from those early morning visit

“Forgive them, Father” “They know not what they do” He said, as they hurled insults Forgiving me too. His side was pierced His hands were nailed His blood was spilled His body assailed. As the sun stopped shining the curtain tore in two Jesus said, “I commit my Spirit, Father-- I commit it to you.” In the tomb they placed Him Where they thought he would stay Tightly wrapped in white linen On that Preparation Day "Where is my Lord?" Mary spoke from her heart To the tomb Sunday morning She came, while still dark. "Why among the dead, Do you search for the living?" "He is not here, Mary." My Jesus had risen! My life to gain His life to lose Would I be willing If I had to choose To die for another Whose sins were not mine? Would I have such compassion Be so loving and kind? How could a love, So perfect as His come from MY heart so stained and remiss? Never have I known love Like He showed me that day When he died on that cross Where my sins do now stay. Once b