April 6, 2022 –
When I was seven or eight years old, I stayed with my grandparents on the farm when my dad was in the Army.
Today, I distinctly remember shooting a small sparrow with my Daisy Red Ryder BB gun seventy-five years later. I don’t recall who gave me the gun; I remember killing the sparrow. The bird was sitting on a limb of a Peachtree singing, and the next moment her song ceased. One BB hit the target. I had never killed anything, with an exception for some bothersome flies.
I often think of this shooting incident, especially when I hear the song’s first three lines, “His Eye Is on the Sparrow, and He watches over me.”
“Why should I feel discouraged,
Why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely,”
The shooting still haunts me. I feel discouraged, the shadows come, and my heart is lonely. I must listen to Whitney Houston sing four additional lines from this great hymn to feel better.
“I sing because I’m happy (happy)
I sing because I’m free (free free free)
For His eye, his eye is on the sparrow,
I know He watches over me.”
Everyone has regrets. Don’t let the missteps of the past rob you of the joys of the present. I regret killing that sparrow. While God watched over me, I wish He had caused me to miss the sparrow.