It was a cold winter’s day when a mother dove had taken up residence on my backyard patio, she has prepared a nest on top of my freezer. It was as if she knew of the stormy winds that were approaching. She prepared her nest and laid her eggs, and began her long journey of nesting. Each day as I have watched her sitting and waiting, I have noticed that even in the cold windy night, she is not moved. Through my observance of her, I’ve noticed that even though it is cold, and her surroundings are unfamiliar, she gently sits awaiting the birthing of her babies.
When I asked the Lord what he was saying through this, he spoke, ‘PERSEVERANCE’.
This mother dove illustrates a true example of longsuffering. If only I could have the patience of that dove. Not only does she illustrate longsuffering, but also love. Because it is her love for her babies that enables her to endure the winds of the season. Without love, there would not be longsuffering or any other fruit of the spirit because love is the root of the fruit. Without the root of love the fruit of the spirit cannot manifest. (See 1 Corinthians 13)
This mother dove is protecting what is precious to her, her nest. How precious is your anointing to you? How precious is your gift of righteousness? When a storm arises, do you give up and throw in the towel of doubt? When temptation confronts you, do you give in to your flesh?
I have recently learned that when we find our purpose that God has for us and we decide to walk in it, there is power in our purpose. Because God gives us the anointing for the purpose, but when we allow our flesh to rule, that power is diminished. It is vital for us to stand in times of trouble and not grow weary.
Scripture says that when the enemy comes in like a flood, God raises up a standard against him. We must know that in the midst of trials, God is coming through. Just as that mother dove is covering her eggs in protection, so does the Lord cover us.
We must become like the dove, knowing that as we endure to the end we will be saved.
I will look t the hills from which cometh my help, for my help cometh from the Lord.