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I never thought much about birds, certainly not Cardinals. Undoubtedly, the males with their brilliant red feathers are eye-catching. Yet not that long ago, I believed that collecting bird memorabilia was better left to those with little to do. Now a few Cardinal keepsakes have found their way into my home.<\/p>\n
Most people who grow up in Ohio probably know that the Northern Cardinal is our state bird. It is also the state bird for Illinois, Indiana, Kentucky, North Carolina, Virginia, and West Virginia.<\/p>\n
For most of my life, I was just too busy to even notice the crimson creatures who commonly nest in a pair. A pair, that\u2019s what my late mother and stepfather of more than 35 years were. When they died less than five months apart a decade ago, I didn\u2019t think that the holidays would ever be joyful again.<\/p>\n
After all, every Christmas my husband and I would fill our car with food, gifts, and suitcases, and make the trip from Ohio to Philadelphia to spend the holidays with them.\u00a0 Both my mom and stepfather were musicians. She was a church organist and choir director. Neal also became a choir director later in life, although when he was young he traveled the world with the Navy band. They were an ecumenical couple, since my stepdad was a Baptist, but Mom played and directed music wherever the \u201cSpirit\u201d led.<\/p>\n
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My beautiful mother<\/p><\/div>\n
Christmas at their house was all about music, too. When my husband and I would arrive, often Mom would invite us to join whatever choir she was currently directing on an interim basis. My hubby and I would both try to graciously\u00a0decline, but somehow Christmas morning would find us reluctantly dressed in choir robes with my mother directing away.<\/p>\n
On our last Christmas together in 2009, my then 77-year-old mother insisted I escort my stepfather to the church platform. By then, he was almost 80, and legally blind from diabetes. Still she wanted him to stand behind her as she accompanied the choir and congregation on the pipe organ as they sang Handel\u2019s Hallelujah chorus. I can still hear\u00a0his deep baritone voice, as he sang out the notes he must have known by heart.<\/p>\n
It was such a shock when \u201cTeddy Bear\u201d as he affectionately called Mom died suddenly ten months later in October 2010. \u00a0Following her death, my stepfather\u2019s broken heart stopped beating in less than five months, too.<\/p>\n
After someone you love dies you often find out things about them that you never knew. For instance, after my mother\u2019s death my sister shared how Mom would often look out the window above her kitchen sink to watch the birds that would gather in their foliage filled yard. I also learned that the crimson-colored Cardinals were a favorite.<\/p>\n
After their deaths, as the holiday season began approaching, I was dreading another Christmas without them. I had no idea how I was going to be able to celebrate or create new traditions. Then one day, I was looking out my own kitchen window when suddenly I spied a Cardinal near the evergreen tree in my backyard. There was a second less colorful Cardinal who landed on one of the tree\u2019s branches. Instantly, I realized that these birds were a couple.<\/p>\n
I didn\u2019t know then that Northern Cardinals nest as a pair, and that the female is tan, and often has red in her wings or tail feathers. Nor did I know that the male is incredibly protective and that he sings loudly to keep other males away. \u00a0So like my stepfather who always kept a watchful eye on my mother.\u00a0All I could tell was that these two lovebirds were singing a duet. As I watched the Cardinals communicating, suddenly my gloomy mood turned to one of amazement and joy.![\"Neal](\"http:\/\/christinaryanclaypool.com\/blog1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/12\/Neal-and-Glenna-Sprang-with-Christina-Ryan-Claypool-daughter-150x200.jpg\")
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It was then I began seeing Cardinals everywhere, since they remain in the north all year long. For instance, while passing a bookstore, displayed on the store’s glass window, I saw a picture of the red Cardinal with a story about the Christmas legend that surrounds the beautiful bird.<\/p>\n
As for the legend, according to www.relijournal.com<\/a>, \u201cThe Cardinal [is] christened the \u201cChristmas Bird\u201d for its spectacular red color\u2026.A glimpse of this brilliant bird brings cheer, hope and inspiration on a gray wintry day. This is nature\u2019s reminder for us to focus on our faith; the Cardinal\u2019s scarlet plumage represents the blood of Christ shed for the redemption of mankind.\u201d<\/p>\n For me, two Cardinals singing together were a Heavenly sign reminding me that those we love live on in our hearts. May this season of unexpected miracles bring you the renewed hope found in the One who is the Creator of Cardinals. Merry Christmas and God blessings to you and your family!<\/p>\n Christina Ryan Claypool is an Amy and Ohio APME award- winning freelance journalist and Inspirational speaker. She has been featured on Joyce Meyer Ministries Enjoying Everyday Life TV Show and CBN’s 700 Club, and has an M.A. from Mount Vernon Nazarene University. Her website is www.christinaryanclaypool.com<\/a>. Her novel, Secrets of the Pastor’s Wife <\/a>\u00a0is available on all major online outlets.\u00a0\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I never thought much about birds, certainly not Cardinals. Undoubtedly, the males with their brilliant red feathers are eye-catching. Yet not that long ago, I believed that collecting bird memorabilia was better left to those with little to do. Now … Continue reading ![\"\"](\"http:\/\/christinaryanclaypool.com\/blog1\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/Secrets-of-the-Pastors-Wife-final-cover-150x200.jpg\")
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