Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Some thoughts about Ps. 91:4

After a forest fire at Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched like a statue on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the sight, he knocked the bird over with a stick. When he gently struck it, the bird's body fell into a pile of dust, but three tiny chicks scurried out from under their dead mother's wings.

The mother bird had carried her chicks to the base of the tree and gathered them beneath her wings, knowing toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety, but refused to abandon her babies. When the blaze arrived it scorched her small body but she remained steadfast, willing to die so those under her wings could live.   "He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust;" (Ps. 91:4)

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