The Big Year is a movie about three men who set out to see as many North American birds as possible in a calendar year. A big year is an actual contest within the birding community. I’m not a birder or a movie critic, but since I watched this movie a few years ago I have tracked the birds I’ve seen. Like everything in God’s creation, the more I study it the greater my appreciation is of His majesty. Last week I added mute swans to my list. I only saw them as they took a brief stop in a farmer’s field during their migration from northern Canada to the Atlantic coast. The preparation for this flight and the precision of their navigation are mind boggling. Another of my recent discoveries was the American coot, an adorable water bird with lobes on its toes for swimming as opposed to the typical webbed feet of ducks. I’m not going to get carried away with these details, but I am so thankful for the birds God created showing his organization, his concern, his creativity, his specificity, his depth which can never be fully uncovered. I’m thankful for the fact that ornithology, even on a basic level, reveals a Creator and gives us a lifetime of enjoyment.