A Hope from Biscuits and Birds

I met her, the woman who later received hope from biscuits and birds, when she came to the office where I worked.

She had a driver’s license, but she did not drive.  But, for weeks before his death, her husband had taught her to drive the short distance from their home to our office.

He insisted that, if something happened to him, she must drive to our office, because he was certain that our office was where she would find the help and hope she would need.

The woman was clearly distraught and wanted to die.  As a matter of fact, she planned to die.  She was going to go home and start giving away all her possessions.  It was clear that she did not want to live without her husband.

It had been two weeks since the woman’s husband had died, and her overwhelming grief had taken away her appetite.  And it had been over two weeks since she had eaten anything.

Even though I already had determined the woman was not eligible for any of the services our organization provided, I spent some time talking to her, trying to comfort her, and I encouraged her not to go home and give her things away.  I also encouraged her to go home and eat something, but she resisted.

Then, I asked her if she had a back yard, and she said, “Yes.”  I asked her if she had any birds, and she said, “Yes,”  but she clearly did not understand why I was asking her about birds.

Because I love nature and know how therapeutic it is, I suggested she go home, sit in her back yard, enjoy the beautiful sunshine, and watch the birds.  Then I asked her if she had anything she could feed the birds.

“Well, yeah,” she said, “I have some biscuits.”  I encouraged her to go home and feed the birds some biscuits, and I urged her to eat a biscuit while she fed the birds.  She agreed, “Well yeah, I guess I could do that.”

Since she had agreed to eat a biscuit, I took my suggestion one step further, and I asked her if she had any protein she could put on her biscuit.  “I’ve got some cheese,” she said.  “That will do,” I responded.  Why don’t you put a piece of cheese on your biscuit and eat it, while you feed the birds?”

At that exact moment, her face brightened, her eyes lit up, and she said, “How did you know? How did you know? That’s what my husband always told me to eat when I was not feeling well.  He always told me to eat a biscuit with cheese.”

It was then that the woman decided she had heard from God, and her husband had been “right” to teach her to drive to our office.  She had heard what she thought she needed to hear.

I later learned that the woman went home, fed the birds, ate a biscuit with cheese, did not sell her belongings, and went on living without her husband.

Did God use biscuits and birds to give a woman hope, when she needed hope the most?

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7 comments on “A Hope from Biscuits and Birds

  1. pattisj says:

    You brought hope to her through a word in due season, something familiar that resonated with her in her inmost being.


  2. jhirzel88 says:

    Well, my mom runs a cupcake shop. About a month ago, I started giving the leftover cupcakes at the end of the day to the birds. At first, they didn’t seem to eat them. One day a Yellow-Rumped Warbler came up to a cupcake and seemed a little bit interested in it. I forget what flavor it was. About a week later, I threw some more cupcakes out and I saw 5 of those warblers eating them. I peeked at them from my mom’s bedroom window. I saw one pounce right on top of a cupcake and it then started eating it. It ate a few bits of icing for about 30 seconds, then it flew off. I decided to brake them up into pieces to see if they would eat more. I started spreading the icing onto a tree branch. Even the Blue-Jays and Northern Cardinals were eating them too. Gosh, I could barely believe that. They like the icing more than the cupcakes. However, the warblers were eating them the most, but the other birds only ate a few bites. The cardinals would fight over the warblers if they got too close, but that’s only because they are territorial birds. The warblers seem to like the icing more than the cake part, but there is one flavor they won’t eat. Of course, they are smart enough to know not to eat that.


    • Connie Wayne says:

      Thanks for sharing your warm thoughts and knowledge about different kinds of birds. Thanks also for stopping by, reading, and commenting on this article. Please come again. Blessings, Connie


  3. becca givens says:

    What a lovely touching story … reaching out with the love and extending the message of hope!! The Lord uses many beacons to deliver His messages ~~ thank you for being her beacon!

    (And a nice video to accompany it — I had forgotten this scene) Thank you for sharing, Connie!! Have a bless filled weekend!


  4. eof737 says:

    What a remarkable story. I’m glad you counseled her and helped her take the step to return hope… biscuits helped too.😉


    • Connie Wayne says:

      The story is a true story, and one that I will never forget. I am glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by, reading, and commenting on the article. Blessings, Connie


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