[From a story based on National Geographic magazine]
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, those under the
cover of her wings would live.
That is the promise I have in Psalm 91:4 of my Lord Jesus. “He will cover
you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge.”
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Dr Bob Griffin
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“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”