"God's Wings"

"God's Wings"

A Poem by WordShifter
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inspired by story "God's Wings"

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"God's Wings"

After a bad forest fire
In Yellowstone National Park
The forest rangers found
Something hidden in the dark
  
It was a body of a bird
Scorched next to the ashes
With a stick he knocked it over
 He found the hen's stashes  
  
Three tiny fuzzy turkey chicks
Scurried from under the body badly burned
She could have flown away
But for her babies she was concerned
  
The babies grew to full grown
And gave their molted feathers
Stay steadfast in your faith
Show love in your get-togethers
  
An artist took the feathers
And added his fine art
Painted with so much love
He had hidden in his heart
  
Time waits for no one
 Every moment is a treasure
Share your Love and show it
Like God's Love in all it's splendor
 ©2011 Ginger Sizemore

                                  

'He will cover you with His feathers,  And under His wings you will find refuge.'
Psalm 91:4
Inspired by email with beautiful painted feathers which I will add to my photos.

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 taken 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)
 
My instructions were to send this to people that I wanted God to bless and I picked you. Please pass this on to people you want to be blessed.

Time waits for no one. Treasure every moment you have. You will treasure it even more when you can share it with someone special.

© 2011 WordShifter


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