March 23, 2026 - Good Morning! It’s Monday, March 23.
I live right next to a farm. The sounds of mooing and gobbling and neighing and clucking are the background to my life now. Plus, many of these critters seem to end up on my property on a fairly regular basis. We have frequent visits from goats and turkeys and cows and pigs and chickens, not to mention neighbor’s dogs and cats. A couple of days ago I was walking to my mailbox when I suddenly came eye-to-eye with a bull - a full grown, big horned, rodeo riding, two thousand pound BULL! I quickly decided that my mail could wait till later and retreated to the relative safety of my front porch. It was a show.
Three little hens have been daily visitors for a while now. I made the mistake of feeding them - ONCE - and now I’m on their regular route. A couple of weeks ago one of the hens brought some friends with her - eleven baby chicks. Adorable. Then last week we had a cold snap. I came out on my porch to a frosty morning and was surprised to see the mother hen sitting in my yard. But she was alone - no chicks. I figured it was too cold and that she had left them back at the henhouse. About that time she suddenly stood up, and all eleven babies crawled out from under her! It was a perfect picture of a mother’s love.
And it reminded me of a scripture verse that’s a perfect picture of a Father’s love. Perhaps the psalm writer had a scene in mind just like the one I witnessed on that cold spring morning last week, when he wrote - “He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge and protection”. Psalm 91:4
Meet you back here tomorrow,
David
cindertex50@yahoo.com
