Suddenly she was aware that I was there. Her posture changed and she stood at attention.
Within a moment she slipped into the big fig tree beside her. A while later I peeked out of the window and saw her there again - this time she was facing me and watching. She wasn't going to be caught by surprise again! When she saw me she quickly moved back into the tree. I think she has a nest in that tree and she was probably enjoying a few minutes of peace and rest while her little ones had a morning nap! Every mother understands the need for quiet moments.
I walked away from the window and I thought of the little song from childhood again, this time with such sweet memories of the days when I was so young and my kindergarten teacher - a sweet, gracious Christian lady who I loved dearly - taught me to sing a song of praise.