December 14, 2020

We all need a focal point. Something to take our minds off the troubles around us. When the pandemic hit our lives in March, I was the medical director of a busy pediatric clinic at Peak Vista Community Health Center. On the weekends my husband and I were working on our greenhouses and getting our tomatoes started in the pit greenhouse. I was tending to my seedlings by our south living room window before and after going to work.

And then it all changed as it did for many of you and your families. How was I going to direct the clinic? How was I going to take care of my patients? How was I going to take care of Jesus and myself, both high risk for this virus? My life reeled and I was tossed back and forth. Then I saw a Steller’s jay rummaging through the snow for seeds outside our kitchen window.

This noisy bird was digging through the snow for nourishment . I have always loved birds. I studied ornithology and worked on the bird census for the Big Thicket down in East Texas during my college days, way before thoughts of medical school entered my head. I moved my seedlings to another location and set up my COVID observation and work station. Here I would direct and do my telehealth and watch the birds. I was coming together. I spread out a cheerful out of place tablecloth, I found my chair from my UTMB medical school graduation that my Dad had given me, the quilt that a friend had given my sister before she passed away from cancer only a few years ago and gathered up pictures of my children and grandchildren and my long passed away Mom and Dad. I set a picture I had of my Lord Jesus with the little children right in front of me. Jesus was going to have to help me take care of little patients as well as my own children. I armed myself with my work computer, cell phone, binoculars and my bird identification book.

Though we had lived on this Albergue Garcia adventure farm for 10 years, I could not have told you before COVID hit what species of birds were breathing around us. But I soon learned them all. They brought their young to the bird feeders I set up on my deck, almost knowing how much I longed to see my little patients and watch their antics in the exam rooms of the clinic. The birdies sung their beautiful songs as I longed for the songs my beautiful daughter Sarah would sing when she was young and here with us before moving across the ocean to England. These little birdies the Lord created became my focal point, much like a woman needs a focal point when she is going through the pangs of labor.


I can still hear my Mom singing this song at church:

” Turn your eyes upon Jesus, look full in His wonderful face, and the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace. “

2 thoughts on “December 14, 2020

  1. I have always loved bird watching too Deb! and I love how you likened it to the peds clinic experience. I remember when I first retired, how much I missed those little faces and bodies in the clinic. But the Lord is so gracious in giving us new eyes and new ways to share our gifts with the world. I think you have definitely found your new place to spread your love and wisdom. Right here on this blog with the rest of the world. Carry on, warrior friend!!


    1. Thank you so much Cami!! Thank you so very much for the encouragement. I need your help as my Christian friend to keep me going in the right direction.


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