
Once upon a time a bird nicknamed "Baldy" was born in a tiny little chicken coop.
When he was young…it seemed OK doing things chickens do
He spent the day pecking at the ground, scratching around for bits of grain or juicy bugs to eat.
But as he grew older he noticed that he was different from the other chickens.
He didn't make the same sounds they did.
His beak was sharper.
He didn't like to eat bugs anymore--he wanted to eat fish.
(The other chickens thought fish was yucky).
He was way taller than the rest of them.
His wings were really long ~ he wanted to fly…
Because he wanted to fit in he kept his wings tucked away so nobody would notice them.
He began to feel very sad and unhappy…
Most of his chicken friends made fun of him because he was different from them.
By now the feathers on the top of his head had turned white…It made him look bald.
They called him Baldy-Chicken-Monster…
One of the nicer chickens told him that even though he was really different he should just learn to fit in…
enjoy bugs… give up on his dream of flying…
"Forget about EATING FRESH SALMON AND CRAB!
WHY leave? We’ve got everything we need right here…"
To "Baldy" the chicken coop was feeling more and more like a prison
One day Baldy heard a sound way high overhead. It was the unfamiliar screech of a Red Tailed Hawk. He heard it again!
Baldy said to himself~ That is not a chicken … it can fly…
FROM THE END OF ONE WING TO THE OTHER IT MEASURES 4 FEET!
For the first time Baldy spread his wings out…
They were even bigger than the red tail hawk; FROM THE END OF ONE WING TO THE OTHER IT MEASURED 8 FEET!
Suddenly the chickens realized ~ Baldy wasn't weird ~ He was a superhero!
Baldy spread his wings out and flapped them.
He gained altitude like an airplane…
Soon he was soaring high above the earth…
He was working up an appetite and looked down
& saw a salmon dinner with his name on it!
He began to sing a new and happy song…
He finally understood…
He was not a chicken meant to scratch on the ground in a cage.
He was a bald eagle, the most majestic of birds..
He was meant to take wing and soar as high as he could…
Isaiah said, "but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint."
God can help you take flight & soar because He made you uniquely you.
(resource: Dick Staub)
Joe




















