I've always called them Camp Robbers. I don't know if it's really the same bird, or not. They have very well known behaviors, though: no fear, a strong longing for whatever you're eating, definite curiosity. It's a delightful thing to lure them in for a cracker (or whatever!) and end up with them landing on your head!
And my Father cares for them. But He cares for me far more.
"Look at the birds of the air, that they do not sow, nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not worth much more than they?" (Matthew 6:26)
It's a good thing to rest in the care of our loving, sovereign, saving God.
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