God’s Wings

Today a co-worker sent me one of those “warm fuzzy” stories that we often see on the internet. I’m sharing it with you because of the truth housed in the simple story.Â

I remember being 10 years old and teaching my very first Sunday School lesson. I was a Girl Scout and our troop was doing a long weekend camping trip. Appalled that we would not be home on Sunday for Sunday School and Church, my mother helped me prepare a “lesson” to share with those who might want to have “Sunday School.” To my surprise, the whole troop attended. It was a lesson on how God keeps us under His protective wing. I’d not thought about that, my very first Sunday School teaching experience, until I read this today. The lesson is just as true today as it was almost 50 years ago.Â
A little something to put things in perspective…

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)

Being loved this much should make a difference in your life. Remember the One who loves you, and then be different because of it.