THE PRECIOUS GIFT

One autumn day when the sky was golden and the air crisp, my husband was raking fallen leaves from our back lawn. I was watching him from the window when I saw him stoop down to collect a bird's nest which had fallen from the large maple tree. He gently held it in his hands and turned it over and over to examine the architecture of the nest. I saw a look of wonderment in his eyes. The nest was large and well built with twigs, straw, and mud. He looked up and saw me in the window, smiled, and then brought it to me. My heart soared and I felt abundantly blessed with his offering. It was a precious gift. I will add it to my eclectic collection of nature's wonders and will marvel at the handiwork of God. I will forever love the gift presented to me by my tender-hearted husband. It was a precious gift.