Before I share the story I want to apologize to everyone for my slackness the last 5-6 weeks. Half the time I was just very busy trying to get things done before the cold temperature sets in, and the other half, well, no excuse really. I apologize. For those of you who kept on me to get some updates out, todah. The encouragement was very encouraging. Back to the story…
My wife loves chickens. Both decorative chickens in the house, and live chickens which we raise outside. We have seven different breeds, totaling around forty or so hens and three roosters. I too have grown to like chickens. I especially love the sound they all make when we give them scratch grains in the evening. It’s such a happy sound. So, we have one hen which stays by herself. She is a little red bantam hen. Whenever we put her with any other hens they all beat up on her (reminds me when I got saved, until Yeshua baptized me, then all that changed of course). She is very docile, lets us pet her occasionally even. She’s never been a mom. She will lay on her eggs for weeks, but seeing as there is no rooster the eggs are infertile, but she sits on them anyway. Amy, being the sweetie she is, felt sorry for “Little Red” and decided to take two eggs from one of our other hens and place them under Red. Well Little Red hatched them, and what a happy hen she became.
A couple of weeks ago the temperature was forecasted to drop well below freezing at night for several nights. We put her and the two chicks in a wooden box (made just for baby chicks) with a heat lamp in our garage. One of the other breeds of chicken had three chicks within a week and Amy thought Red would be a better mom (we’ve had a couple trampled with the large hens). I was concerned whether Red would accept them with her own since she had been mothering the two for a week or so. But they’re Amy’s chickens, so we caught the others one night to put her plan to the test.
We carried them to the garage and placed one of them in the box at the entrance of the cat kennel (cat not included) where Red was sleeping with her two babies, about a foot from Red. The little baby chick, which was already in shock, just stood there crying. Then the most amazing thing happened. Red called out and the little one immediately turned and ran under her wings. The process repeated with the other two. They cried for a minute or two and then Red started to purr. Purr? I didn’t know chickens could purr. I’ve never heard one do that before. It was such a peaceful sound. Not only did the babies quiet down and go to sleep but it made me feel calm. Instantly I thought of what Papa’s Word says in Ruth 2:12. Yahweh (The LORD) recompense thy work, and a full reward be given thee of Yahweh Elohe Yisra’el (the LORD God of Israel), under whose wings thou art come to trust. Under whose wings I’ve come to trust. I cannot recall how many times Yahweh has spoke to me in His beautiful still small voice and provided me a joyful calmness, safely under His wings.
Do you recall what Yeshua said when He looked out over Yerushalayim?
O Yerushalayim, Yerushalayim, thou that killest the Nevi’im (prophets), and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not! For I say unto you, Ye shall not see me henceforth, till ye shall say, Baruch ha ba B’shem Yahweh (Blessed is he that cometh in the name of YHVH-the Lord). Mattathias (Matt) 23:37,39
But wait…there’s more.
The next day I heard another new sound from Red. I went in to check on them and as soon as they saw me they split into hiding inside of the kennel. Not Red though, she knew it was time for scratch. She sat there making her usual “thank you please hurry with the good stuff” noise as I place a board in there and put scratched in a pile for her. Then came the new sound from Red. Immediately the brood came running out of hiding, ignoring me, and began to peck at the scratch. They ignored their fear of what they saw with their “natural” eyes and trusted in the one who nurtures them and in whom they trust. How often do we experience fear and discouragement due to what we see with our “natural” eyes, and by what we feel? Yet Yahweh (the LORD) draws us to Himself, with His gentle still small voice (1KGS19:12). He knows that Yeshua is our Shepherd, and Yeshua’s sheep know His voice (Yochanan-John 10:27). He doesn’t want us to fear. For ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear; but ye have received the Spirit of adoption, whereby we cry, Abba (Daddy), Father. (Rom 8:15)
If you know Yeshua, you know how nurturing a Daddy Yahweh is. Rest your head on Daddy’s chest and be at peace. Your Daddy’s got you, safely in His arms. He’s Daddy. If you’re a loving daddy then you know the love, gentleness and masculine protection you feel over your child, especially when they are in your arms resting their head on your chest. You would protect them from anything, at any cost. And if you had a daddy like that yourself, at some time, do you recall the peace and safety you felt when your daddy held you safely in his arms? You could hear his heart beat while your head lay on his chest. There’s nothing better when you were frightened.
I remember as a boy saying “my daddy can beat up your daddy.” Although that was generally true, seeing that my father at 60+ before his passing, was still quite a bit larger than I, even when I was the one who worked out six days a week. But Big Daddy – Yahweh! The one who has ALL AUTHORITY. El Shaddai (Almighty God). Elyon (Most High God). El Hay (Living God). He has power over everything. EVERYTHING! What do we have to fear when we are being held in Abba’s arms? N-0-T-H-I-N-G! And with Yeshua as our Great Shepherd, leading us to Living Water and The Bread of Life - Him. Why should what we see concern us? Look with your real eyes, your spiritual eyes. Our Daddy is bigger than the worlds daddy. He’s got you safely in His arms. Rest in Him, eat of the table of Adonai (Lord/Master). Rest I say, in Him.
Can you hear Him saying the same to you? Inviting you to know His Shalom, His Peace. Rest your head on Daddy’s chest, He’s got you covered.
Safely under His Wings
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