I’m sitting this morning in my sister’s backyard, shaded by a big Chinese maple and a big holly tree. She has a small shrine to Mary there and a statue of Joseph holding a broken child Jesus, which she salvaged from someone else’s backyard.
A young robin and a young cowbird are nearby searching for food, a little perturbed, I think, to find me occupying part of the territory that’s usually theirs.
We usually think we own the world. What rights do robins and cowbirds have to this backyard I’m enjoying now?
We didn’t make the trees, the ground we’re on, the air we breathe. They’re gifts to us and make us who we are. NASA released on Tuesday images and data from the new James Webb Space Telescope that offered a spectacular view of our universe. We know only a small part of the cosmos we live in.
Neither do I know a part of the small garden I’m sharing with the robins and cowbirds this morning.