Under God’s Wings
After a forest fire in 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 statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother’s wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had refused to abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast…because she had been willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
‘He will cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge. (Psalm 91:4)
Have you ever hidden under God’s wings? I sure have, a blue zillion times. I remember hiding under God’s wings when I was scared, and embarassed in school when people made fun of me and i didn’t even understand what the word they used meant. Of course, I never told, I just cried and hid in Jesus. That was my safety valve or I would have tried to fight them all and that would have been worse.
Share one of your times and we can all see what great things God does!
- Safe Under God’s Wings (hermanninspire.wordpress.com)