Skip to main content

Resting

Bantum chicks, just a few days old. Resting.

We have chicks at our house now; dream come true for my animal loving son.  These little Bantum chicks were my favorite, and they really seemed to like me too.  As often as possible, I'd get them from the mudroom shower stall that we had converted into a chick nursery, snuggle them up close to my warm, and the tiny balls of fluff would fall asleep in my hands safe and secure.  I'm not really their mama, but I loved to be a mama to them, even if for a few moments.  I enjoyed watching them trust me, fear of being caught abating, when they realized that I was warm and gentle.

And have you ever thought about how much God enjoys it when we trust him, and enjoy his gentle care and love for us?  Can you settle down in the palm of his hand, rest your head on the one nearest, and fall asleep, trusting him to take care of all the details that need attended to?

One of our chicks couldn't rest in my hand.  The whole time she would peep and squeek, trying to get away, even when I used my best mama techniques.

Am I like that?  Do I struggle and squeak, even when in God's caring hand?  God says,  "Come unto me, . . . and I will give you rest."  Matthew 11:28.  Isn't now a good time to start resting; settling down and even falling asleep, and letting God take care of me, even as downy little chicks rest in my hand?  Jesus knows we need rest.  Thats why he gave us the Sabbath.

I'm choosing to rest today in Jesus' nail scared hands.  How about you?
Labels:

Comments

  1. ~marci~June 19, 2011 at 10:34 PM

    Many object lessons from those chicks in store for you. Love your imagery of rest. Brings peace.

    ReplyDelete
  2. JaniceJune 22, 2011 at 3:51 PM

    Thank you so much for this wonderful message that immediately humbled me. Beautiful....

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Pohnpei, Part 3: Liduhduhniap Falls

(Note to those who weren't with me on Pohnpei in 1988.  You are welcome to listen in, but I am writing mainly for my fellow teachers, myself, and my family.  There will be some things you won't understand.  Just skim those parts, if you wish.) We stayed in this lovely building.  I think it used to be painted blue.  The lower floor used to be Mr. Quail's house.  The lower left apartment was Mr. Keith's.  Remember him?  The maintenance man?  We stayed in his apartment.  The building is still in good condition, but the cupboards and cabinets need help.  The particle board has swelled after all these years, and the drawers no longer work.  The building behind "Mr. Quail's place" is a cafeteria on the ground floor with  girls housing up above.  The boys are in the building that the nice Philippino lady, I think her name was Ramie, who taught typing lived in.  And there are a couple guys in the apartment in th...
9 comments
Read more

Mother's Day - Meal and Music

To start the morning out, I was banished from our home.  The kids were working on a surprise, and they didn't even allow me to be in my bedroom to wait.  So, I went to garage sales (there aren't many on a Mother's Day morning, but I scouted them out anyway), I bought gas, and went back home.  They said they weren't done yet, only 10 more minutes though.  So Rob took me on a 20 minute walk.  They weren't done when we got back, so they sent me to my room this time (am I in "time-out"), and around 30 minutes later I was finally called for breakfast.   Ok, it was  worth it, waiting for breakfast until 10:30 A.M. this morning.  My kids made a gourmet meal for me, nicer then the finest restaurant around, and there is not chance of me getting "glutened' here. My plate looked like a serving platter itself.  They made Baked Hashbrowns in a heart shaped pan, and then filled the center with my favorite recipe of scrambled tofu, garnished wit...
7 comments
Read more

Wooden Bridge to a Huckleberry Trail called Mocus Point

You might be anticipating photos of the wildflowers of the Beartooth.  Those are coming, but first before we got there we had to drive through Idaho.  The most direct route follows the Lochsa River from Lewiston, ID to Missoula, MT along Highway 12, also known as the Northwest Passage Scenic Byway, because Lewis and Clark followed this route back home.  If you you haven't driven that road before, I definitely recommend it for your next road trip.  Here is a link to a publication about the road.   http://npshistory.com/publications/usfs/region/1/nez-perce/hwy-12.pdf I think there are 5 wooden suspension bridges over the Lochsa that is for foot and pack animal traffic only and crosses over to a trail. The one we stopped at is at mile post 143.  Sometime long ago, when my kids were little, we stopped there and I remember William taking a lot of photos down under the bridge with a camera we were letting him use.  It seems this was an important part of...
Post a Comment
Read more