224. There is a bird that God has blessed, she wears this honor on her chest… ~Rick Fernandez, Sr.

When father takes his spade to dig
then the Robin comes along;
And sits upon a little twig
And sings a little song.

Or, if the trees are rather far
He does not stay alone,
But comes up close to where we are
And bobs upon a stone.
~“The Robin” by Laurence Alma-Tadema

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Since the mid 19th century in the UK and in Ireland, the robin has been strongly associated with Christmas; its image has been used on Christmas cards and on postage stamps.  Legend has it, according to an old British folk tale, that when Jesus was dying on the cross, the Robin, then a simply brown bird, flew to his side and sang into his ear in order to comfort him in his pain. The blood from his wounds stained the Robin’s breast, and thereafter all Robins have borne the mark of Christ’s blood upon them.  More than likely however, the association with the robin and Christmas may have come from the fact that postmen in Victorian Britain wore red jackets and were nicknamed “Robins.”

Now may the God of peace, who brought back from the dead our Lord Jesus, the great shepherd of the sheep, by the blood of the eternal covenant, make you complete in everything good so that you may do his will, working among us that which is pleasing in his sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be the glory forever and ever.  Amen.  ~Hebrews 13:19-21  ✝

13 thoughts on “224. There is a bird that God has blessed, she wears this honor on her chest… ~Rick Fernandez, Sr.

  1. Pingback: 224. There is a bird that God has blessed, she wears this honor on her chest… ~Rick Fernandez, Sr. | Sacred Touches

  2. Robins are gorgeous little birds, but it is their friendliness that makes them so special. I have (at least) one that follows me around when I garden, looking for grubs. It gets so close and stays for so long I’m sure I could touch it. If we go into an outbuilding it often follows us.. have to make sure we don’t shut it in!

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    • I’ve read that about your English robins. I wish our American robins were like that too. Oh, I’d be ery careful to not trap the little guy in the building too. A baby woodpecker got in my greenhouse one day and I carefully helped him to move on out. He was so cute and obviously had not been flying long. Blessings, Jessica. Natalie 🙂

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  3. Brings back memories of feeding bacon rind to robin’s in winter. They would hop across the snow and come up close and wait to be fed.

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