Gamba is at the very end of his rope trying to claw his way to this poor baby bird. Despite all his efforts Gamba still cannot reach the baby bird so he resolves to more howling.
The baby bird had no idea how much danger he could have been in. He wasn’t afraid of Gamba although he should have been. All the bird knew was that the thing making all the racket couldn't get to him. The baby bird thought he was safe. I don’t know if that is a good or bad thing.
As I was watching the whole thing take place I felt like the Lord said, “Tarah, look at that baby bird. He has no clue how much danger he was really in. How many times have you been that baby bird only to have me rescue you from danger you didn’t even know existed. I’ve protected you so many times because you are my child and I love you.” As I thought about this, I can’t help but think about the child growing in my womb. It makes me wonder how many times I will keep her from harm when she doesn’t even know harm exists. Then it makes me wonder about all the times that the Lord has used my parents, or friends, or siblings, or my husband to protect me from unknown harm. I am glad to be a child of God and have the protection of my Master’s hands weather seen or unseen.