“The Miracle Mourning Dove, the Miracle Continues; Release Update!”

“we should instead be inspired by their symbol of hope, peace and the Holy Spirit.”

Today was the day to free the Miracle Mourning Dove from a captive and protective environment back into the great outdoors or the wild elements.  As it turned out the Dove had made an adjustment to being confined and time was on its side to rest long enough to fully recuperate from the harrowing ordeal of blasting through a glass window pane which surely must have left the poor little fine feathered friend with some aching body parts to say the least; as the impact should have broken the fragile hollow bones of the bird leading to some compound fractures and torn tissue or internal injuries!  But, our friend was a Miraculous Special Bird that happened to make it through that even and to then be found by me on the garage floor not moving and initially taken for dead. With chard’s of broken glass strewn all over the floor and on a car parked in the garage it to me was a forgone conclusion that no small bird could be traveling with enough velocity to blow out the glass window pane with feathers lying about and the bird motionless, it seemed easy enough to surmise it had broken its neck!  But, I was to find out that appearances certainly can be deceiving and making assumptions with such an occurrence isn’t unexpected under the circumstances, but still isn’t the right thing to do; because as it turned out this was a “Miracle Mourning Dove” not just a bird.

I would say that in comparison if one of us were to start running as fast as we can and then with our head aimed directly at a fixed panel or two of sheet rock or dry wall with the intent of blasting though it unscathed that would be similar to the dynamic physical forces applied to such an event and what it would feel like to do what the Dove had done.  Needless to say if not very seriously injured requiring a trip to the ER that would be amazing enough for one of us to accomplish, but even if that were the case or not, either way anyone doing that would be extremely sore for days if not weeks probably hobbling around like a near cripple; if at all possible!  But, this bird was remarkably intact and functional although very sore I’m sure so the rest and TLC it got from December 11 to today January 11 turned out to be “ample and timely” because the outdoor temperature had dropped for the foreseeable future now that we are heading into mid-winter and the milder daytime highs were long gone since the crash though the window. And the Dove living in a comfortable 70 degree home my concern was mounting for too much of a shock  for the  bird with subfreezing and down toward zero temperatures on the way!  That is until this weekend, because a January thaw just kicked in this morning and the daytime high got up into the mid 60’s F. For the last week or so the temp barely got into the low 40’s and at night freezing hovering around 32 degrees and lower some nights.  So an acclimation or transitional temperature variance was available it turns out today and tomorrow to give the Dove a smoother adjustment to the elements and getting back into the swing of things.  I was very pumped up how this all by fate or “divine providence” was working to the advantage of the Dove, so that a poor little bird that shouldn’t even be alive was now going to have the best shot at getting back into its groove or the flow with all the other Doves that frequent this area around my home.

The only thing that bothered me was when I brought the “temporary container home” for the dove outside to release it the wind suddenly picked up and just at the second I was preparing my video camera to record the “Miracle Mourning Dove” leaving the container and taking flight, which I was hoping would be a nice gentle walk out onto the surrounding ground and getting its bearing, then thinking to itself, I’m FREE and in earnest flapping its wings happily rising up out of the immediate area not feeling confined or restricted in this man-made prison that it had  to call home for a month anymore; it would dart on up into the beautiful trees that it had so often sat in waiting for the right time to fly down around my home getting various seeds that I lay out for them all; or other times how for long periods it would just be roosting up there in one of those large trees about 150 feet away with many other mourning doves. Well, my expectation was immediately shaken to the core, when a huge gust of wind perhaps as much as 50 to 60 MPH came blasting through the area taking the plastic container lid off and flinging it like a piece of paper, then the whole container lifted up and flipped over before I could hardly react; and I had only turned the camera on at that very second and getting lined up, focused and steady was virtually impossible, but I also found that the direction that the Dove  flew as it exited the container just as it began to tumble over was straight up into the direction of the bright Sun as it broke through some clouds; so the glare in my eyes blinded me for that moment and I had to hope that at least a few frames of video would give me a view of the Dove’s departure.  As it turns out, I believe I have a frame of the bird a good 100 feet into the air with the powerful gusts of wind ruffling its feathers as it fought its way through the  waves of fast moving air, sort of how we play in the ocean surf, and with all that heavy resistance the bird was being put through the hurtles fast but as my sister later told me; “God gave it a boot in the butt to get back to reality,” which I agreed and added back, into the wild world of survival; out of the lap of luxury or soft life of pampering that I had provided for my beautiful fine feathered little friend.

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I admit I felt sad about that part because I think I love all animals so much and want to pamper or baby them giving them a break, and lots of TLC; but that isn’t natural and they won’t make it out in the real world if they get used to my ways and will become an easy target for only God knows what!  But, to my glee after I got to looking around I saw a couple of Mourning doves sitting in one of those trees and then suddenly another one joined them making that special number 3, which to me was the acknowledgement I needed to say in my mind and heart that everything is going to be fine; and it’s in the hands of God!  He took over where I had to leave off.

Three Doves in Tree

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So, Yes I miss my little fine feathered friend and wish I could still be keeping it home-bound and letting it know I care what happens to it while providing all the basic essentials too!  But that isn’t what it was meant to live like and actually gyps or robs it of the instinctual predicate of sailing through the air high in the sky and being with its own kind as tough as it can be at times in the harsh elements, that God made it capable of fitting into that ecosystem and performing some amazing feats of existence; and yes even once in a while becoming a “Miracle Mourning Dove!”

God’s Blessings!

Lawrence  Morra

A split second before the powerful wind came to bring the bird back up into wild sky!

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Author: Lawrence Morra

Have worked in creative and news visual media as a photographer or cameraman and this POV has given me a better insight or view of the world. The Cameraman's POV. His Perspective on many things. All content on this site is copyrighted© by Lawrence Morra/Zero Lift-Off. All rights reserved. Email: lmor3@aol.com

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