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Until today, my faith has been really lacking regarding God’s super-natural happenings. I am definitely a doubting Thomas. Because I wasn’t a witness to all that Jesus did, my logical brain could not honestly believe that any of the events occurred.  Jesus performing all those miracles; dieing in order to save us; providing a Spirit to live in us. Blah, Blah, Blah…

But just recently He got through to me and my unbelief.

I put out a good wheat bread soaked in water for the wild finches every day.

The finches have no idea where or how the bread comes to them.  If I tried to explain to them the ‘miracle’ of where their food came from , they could never understand it… not even the language I was speaking.

If I tried to get near them, to explain it, they’d be frightened to death of me. They’d think I was going to kill them.

But killing, or even hurting them, was never my intention. I put out the bread because I love them and I love to see them feasting on it – receiving sustenance.

The story is told that God put out manna to feed the Israelites. The thing I was shown?… There’s no difference between how God is with us, and how I am with my beautiful, precious birds. If I can put out food for the finches who’s to say He couldn’t do it too?

Who’s to say He couldn’t feed 5,000 with a little bread and fish; walk on water; heal all kinds of sickness instantly; convey His wisdom to us transcendently; and especially… rise from the dead?

To us this is impossible, and it is… for us. But maybe God has the ability to operate under a completely different set of parameters, just as humans operate under a different set of parameters than finches do.

Though I don’t understand the things God does, while watching my finches, who don’t understand how I work, I am beginning to believe in His abilities anyway, which is to say, I am gaining in faith.

Seeing this… really seeing it… how it is for me with my finches… has increased and deepened my faith on an enormous scale.

Because this makes totally logical sense to me… as a doubting Thomas.

So I will rejoice for the manna, and bask in the miracles He does for me, in faith that He does these things that I will never be able to understand.

Because as long as I am in this body, I am the same as the finches…

I have a finch-brain.

And so God came down as a finch.

Still don’t believe? Still no faith? Put out some bread for the birds….and watch.

I think you’ll begin to see what I mean.