A mother eagle builds a comfortable nest for her young, padding it with feathers from her own breast. But the God-given instinct that builds that secure nest also forces the eaglets out of it before long. Eagles are made to fly, and love will not fail to teach them. Only then will they become what they are meant to be.
So one day the mother eagle will disturb the twigs of the nest, making it an uncomfortable place to stay. Then she will pick up a perplexed eaglet, soar into the sky, and drop it. The little bird will begin to free-fall. Where is Mama now? She is not far away. Quickly she will swoop under and catch the fledgling on one strong wing. She will repeat this exercise until each eaglet is capable of flying on its own.
Perhaps this was what Moses had in mind when he penned, “The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms” (Deuteronomy 33:27).
Tags: deliverance, eagle, parents
I played hooky with this blog yesterday to give attention to my Dad’s funeral and spending time with family. My sister and her husband, Diane and Rex Bartlett, flew in from Washington State and were staying with us, as well as our daughter and husband, Jenny and Josh Doyle, and two grandkids from Nashville, Tennessee.
I want to thank everyone for your expressions of love and respect for my Dad. I firmly believe in the command that we must honor our mother and father that our days may be long in the land (Exodus 20:12 and repeated 7 times in the Bible). When Dad asked me to speak at his funeral, I saw this as an opportunity to honor my father with my words.
I’m currently writing a history of the wartime experiences of my Mom and Dad and only need to do a bit more editing and add pictures. What are you planning to do to honor your parents?
Tags: honor, parents