Christian simple life in South with reflections, chickens, horses …

by on September 3, 2012
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What makes her unique is also a weakness.

Gary and I have enjoyed learning to raise chickens!  We had no idea of the variety of chickens when we began this hobby.  As we read and talked to “chicken people,” researched and looked at pictures of chickens, and discovered online places to order chicks; we started to acquire some of the more rare breeds.

One of my favorite chickens is the frizzle.  This chick has feathers that curl and turn up making them look like a fluffy pom-pom.

Since a normal chick’s feathers grow down around their body, the feathers make excellent insulation.  The uniqueness of the frizzle’s upturned, curly feathers makes it sensitive to cold because its feathers don’t insulate from drafts or low temperatures.

Another of my favorites is the silkie.  Our little silkie has feathers that look like fur!  She has bright blue spots on her head and has the look of a Persian kitten although, of course, she is shaped like a chicken.  Her unique feathering also is a weakness for her because she is unable to cool herself in very hot temperatures.  These chickens are sensitive to heat.

Then our special little hen, Tina the Turken, has already had her picture in the paper when she was a mere chick!  She was bred to have no feathers on her neck.  The idea was that the featherless neck made it easier to kill, and the third less feathers on the body made it easier to pluck.  Dreary!

We’ve found that the featherless, or naked neck, also caused a potentially fatal weakness.  When a rooster becomes interested in a hen, he often grabs the neck of the hen in the process of procreation.

One morning we found Tina with a horrible, deep wound torn in her neck!  Some of my friends and students suggested that was the perfect point for the frying pan to enter the picture, but we wanted to keep Tina alive.

She was very calm once we caught her and began to doctor her neck with the faithful purple animal spray for cuts and wounds we used on the horses.  I first added antibiotic cream to her now purple wound, applied non-stick gauze, and then finished off with the self stick wrap I had left-over from my broken finger episode.

Although it took weeks for her neck to heal, she did finally sport a large dark scab that protected her wound.  Without a cover or bandage on the large scab, other hens pecked it off.  They may have thought it was a big bug, or were just picking on her; we really don’t know.

So, we had to figure out something more durable for her neck that wouldn’t come off and wouldn’t attract the attention of the other hens and rooster.  I thought of using a tan, plain knit headband to go over her head and cover Tina’s neck.

We cut the headband in half, Gary held Tina, and I slipped the tube over her neck.  She didn’t seem to be bothered by it at all!

Now she was safe in the flock, although we do have to occasionally replace the headband for her.

Funny, isn’t it?  Why all that bother for a chicken?  I’m not sure why, but I love those hens and roosters and take delight in watching them and observing their antics.

The characteristics that make the different hens unique, can make for problems we have to be aware of, although the difference may be integral to that chicken as a breed.

Have you thought about the uniqueness of humans in creation and what weaknesses we have; weakness that may prove spiritually critical?  We have a soul; we have free will.

How about free will?  If God had made us like robots to be programmed to love and obey Him, we would obey and love Him as long as our program lasted.  However, could we even call the programmed love genuine love? Could obedience without a choice be called true obedience by the wildest stretch of the imagination?

I like to ride my black scooter because it cranks when I turn it on, it turns right when I steer it right, and it stops when I put on the brake.  But I love to ride my ebony mare because she has to choose to obey my commands, and we become a unit as we ride and communicate with each other.  What joy!

The scooter is only a machine; my mare Bella has a name and a beating, sometimes willful, heart.   The scooter is emotionless and mindless, but Bella acts on her own.

Joshua 24:15 talks about making a choice; exercising free will.  Joshua, the leader after Moses, was talking to the people after they had arrived at the Promised Land and had to go in and fight for it.  Joshua was explaining that the people had to choose who they would serve—idols or God.  He said, “But if serving the Lord seems undesirable to you, then choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods your ancestors served beyond the Euphrates, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you are living. But as for me and my household, we will serve the Lord.”

Jesus tells us that: “Look! I stand at the door and knock. If you hear my voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends.” (Revelation 3:20)

Jesus made his choice on Calvary.  He is ready.

Now you have free will to choose.

Will the open the door of your heart, soul, and mind to Christ?

Or will your unique free will become your downfall?

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