A Baby Fawn

          Some experiences happen on a regular basis. Though they are special, we tend to grow accustomed to them, and forget their significance. On the other hand, some events happen only once and will likely never happen again. This is the kind of even that happened today.

   

         A deer was hanging out in our yard this morning. This part is not uncommon at all. This deer, however, would not leave.  The dogs would chase her, and she would simply circle around and come back to the same area. Since this is very uncommon, I decided to investigate. What I found, genuinely surprised me, because in the freshly cut area, in a small patch of shade was a newborn, clean, but still very tired from the birthing experience. Since the dogs knew where the fawn was, something needed to happen if the baby was going to live.

   

         I wasn't even sure it it was alive since there was not movement. When I reached out to feel the soft warm skin of this brand new baby, the fawn jerked and drew in a deep breath. Placing my arms around the helpless creature, I picked it up, and carried it to a grove of trees in hopes that mom, who watched my every move, would take over the care of her baby. Though the deer eat our plants, and make messes on the grass, holding this newborn changed my attitude about them.

            As I held this new, soon to be wild, animal in my arms, I thought about how carefully God handles us. We make messes of his creation, and tear up the flowers and trees to erect ugly concrete structures. We live sinful lives following after our own desires. Yet, when we are in a dangerous place, unable to save ourselves, our God gently lifts us up and takes us to a better place. The Bible says, “As the deer longs for streams of water, so I long for you, O God” (Psalm 42:1 NLT). Two hundred yards from where this tiny fawn now rests is a small lake. I am sure mother was trying to reach that place before giving birth. Soon, this little baby will long for the cool, fresh water.  May I never forget my need for God.

        I don’t know what the final outcome will be for this tiny spotted creature. I hope the mother, who was confused by what was happening, will understand what I have done. For now, I must watch from a distance.