On my morning run
I ran into two chickens
and a rooster.They were at a new construction site, and the rooster did not like me getting close enough to photograph him. I was concerned the deep wholes close by could trap him and his pretty fowl ladies out for a stroll.
A little farther down the lane one lone white Leghorn chicken stood patiently beside the road. After flagging down two trucks and a local officer patrolling the area, no one recognized the group. The young officer was so kind. ” Don’t worry Mam I’ll help them find their way home.”
God is our refuge and strength, a helper who is always found in times of trouble…
reading down through Psalm 46 verse 5, a promise appears…
God is within her; she will not be toppled.
God will help her when the morning dawns.
My friend Ann Kroeker posted about running and finding breakfast, a patch of purslane. See AnnKroeker.com in my right sidebar of many great recipes.
Our help comes in various ways. I’m not suggesting the chicken has Jesus in her little feathered body. It was reminder to open my eyes and look around and see where I’m going to become a encourager to the discouraged.
The rooster was a bit feisty, but he was lost and scared.
Who do I have in my life that may need a lift?
Hoping the chickens on the run rode in the patrol car safely to their home.
Knowing you often write about Food on Fridays, and knowing you commented on the fun of bringing home food while out on a run, I was a little worried where this post might be going–I thought maybe one of the chickens was going to be brought home to lay some eggs for you!!
Instead, you offer a sweet lesson. Thanks for posting this, Trish!
Ahhh you know me well Ann! I’ve been working on my family concerning chicken ownership. So far no movement in the coop. Roosters are pretty noisy in our area in the early morning. The sound makes me smile.
That was nice that the officer took them home. The site looked like the rooster would have had a full-time job protecting them from predators.
I’m not sure I would have noticed them if the rooster didn’t have such stong lungs.