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> How the Robin Got Its Red Breast
> In the days of Jesus, when He walked upon this Earth, the robin was a
>bird with a white speckled breast in place of the bright red breast of
>today.
> On that infamous day of infamy, the first Good Friday, when we condemned
>Our Lord and Saviour to a cruel death by crucifixion, there were few hearts
>open to Him in love.
> Our Saviour was surrounded by jeering, people who spit, ridiculed and
>tormented Our Saviour in so many cruel and unheard of ways. Although there
>were some people who were moved to pity by what they witnessed, only
>Veronica is recorded as being moved to action, on her own initiative, to
>wipe the bloody, sweaty, lacerated and beaten face of Our Lord and Saviour
>Jesus Christ with her veil. For this act of mercy and kindness, the imprint
>of Jesus' face was permanently placed upon her veil as a symbolic witness to
>the imprinting of Jesus' face on the souls of those who accept His offer of
>salvation and follow Him. Simon the Cyrenian was 'forced' to help and for
>his efforts, he and his family were saved.
> But there was among those who were watching this cruel spectacle, a
>robin flying overhead who saw the suffering of this poor man and especially
>noted the cruel crown of thorns upon His head. He noted also that there
>seemed to be no one willing to do anything to ease this man's burden.
> Small as he was and as noisy and frightening as the crowd of people
>around this man was, the robin determined to do what he could to relieve, if
>only in some small way, this poor man's suffering. Flying straight to the
>man, he attempted to pluck at least one of the thorns from our dear
>Saviour's head. He struggled valiantly, first with one and then another of
>the thorns, but to no avail. The cruel crown was smashed down too tightly
>and the thorns woven too tightly to be removed by one so light and tiny as
>this poor robin. The more he failed the more he struggled to accomplish his
>act of mercy. In his efforts, three times he himself was pricked by the
>thorns causing three drops of his own blood to appear on his breast and mix
>with the blood of Our Saviour's that now liberally stained his own white
>speckled breast.
> Our Father in Heaven was watching and saw this act of love from one of
>the least of His creatures and was moved by the love of this robin. He
>declared that as this robin had imitated Jesus' own acts of love by placing
>his well-being and safety second to that of His son's, from that point on
>all robins would have a red breast as a reminder of the courage and love of
>that one robin. That is all red except for one little bar of white and
>black speckles near the tail that would remind the world that the robins
>breast had not always been red.
> Till this day, the actions of the robins are the first sign of the
>promises of the Resurrection to come. For until this day, in cold and snowy
>parts of the world, the robin is the first of the migrating birds to return
>while yet the cold north wind blows. Cheerily singing and braving the last
>of the winter storms. Giving hope to people, near the end of a long dreary
>winter of suffering and cold, that the resurrection of Spring is at hand.
>Also reminding them of the promised ever-lasting Easter Resurrection to come
>for those who willingly accept the crosses of this life and follow in the
>blood stained footprints Jesus laid down for them to follow to the
>immolation of their Calvary.
> As it was said, "Not one sparrow falls to the ground unnoticed by My
>Father." If one act of courage and compassion, by only one tiny bird, long,
>long ago, can be noted until this very day, how much more shall we who
>strive to know, love and serve Our Lord in every moment of our lives, be
>rewarded?
> Feed those robins on cold days and protect them as you can in
>recognition of that one robin of long ago. God bless all who are meek and
>mild of heart.
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