Change is inevitable, and sometimes the things we seek after have these pesky things called wings. How do we savor the wonder and pursue the permanent?

The mercy of Jesus is a pair of wings, "as a hen gathers her chicks" (Matthew 23:37). What does this mean? Is it a Malleefowl or a Mombrella?

A Great Gray Owl knows there's life under the barren surface. It can see without seeing. How do we "fix our eyes on what is unseen?"

A riddle for you: My dog barks at it playfully. My cat stares at it dumbly. The cardinals in my yard attack it aggressively. What is "it"?

The short-term advantages of a bodyguard become the long-term threat of becoming dinner. What happens when we "make friends with our sin"?

The goldfinch has been living a carefree summer, taking life a day at a time. But they're not lazy; two months late is right on time.