The first year we moved to the boonies, my husband hung several hummingbird feeders on our porch. Weeks passed before our first customer arrived. By summer’s end, he ran a 24/7 hummer buffet. The following year our customers brought their friends, and we couldn’t step outside the front door without fear of being speared by dive-bombing miniature green torpedoes. They consumed a lake full of sugar water daily and punched holes in the screened portion of our porch while defending their favorite feeder. For our safety and sanity, the next year we relocated the feeders to trees away from the house and planted native flowers and shrubs attractive to hummingbirds. Problem solved, right? Wrong. Now they fight over entire clumps of flowers and specific shrubs.
Is all that fussing and fighting necessary? Not for humans allowing God into their lives. Galatians 5:22-23 says, “The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.” I’d post a sign with this verse in my yard if hummers could read.
What are your hummingbird experiences?