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 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)

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.


To realise the value of a friend...lose one.