This tiny little rabbit has a new home amongst the Lilly of the Valley and Ivy, under a tall Oak tree, in our back woods.
Isn't he just the sweetest little thing? He was found in town, from a nest in the middle of a parking lot, before being brought here to make his new home.
My son named him Max while we searched the woods for the perfect little place to set him free.
He was so small, he didn't even fill the palm of my hand. But, we were informed that once their eyes are opened, little wild rabbits are left by their mother. Eventually, once they are hungry enough, they will wander out of their cozy little nest, and begin their search for food. It honestly broke my heart to think about this tiny little, helpless rabbit having to fend for himself. But then I was reminded of this:
"Look at the birds of the air:
They do not sow nor reap nor gather into barns,
and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them.
Are you not of more value than they?"
It's a gentle little reminder, like the way that this seemingly helpless little rabbit is cared for, that reminds me of the vast love of my Heavenly Father, and how great His love is for me.