I was pitying this poor robin: trying to keep warm in this 19 degree cold: no doubt hungry and wondering if spring will ever come into this desperate situation. Then my eyes were opened as the robin plucked one of the multitudes of berries surrounding him and swallowed it with a flick of his tail and a grateful upward glance. Then I recalled that the ‘Lord lifts up all who are bowed down and He opens his hand and satisfies the desires of every living thing’ Psalms 145. And I lifted my eyes and smiled toward heaven.