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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 & burnt her
small body, but the
mother had remained
steadfast. Because she
had been willing to die,
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)
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