The best is yet to come — “Helicopter chicken mom!”
Life is full of daily blessings when we take advantage of them. When God says, “the best is yet to come”, how does that look?
I am sitting at my dining room table working on my computer, keeping an eye on my sweet hens playing in my backyard. I’m using a tv tray as a computer stand and my table as my workspace. My wireless keyboard is sitting on top of my laptop, and I use my mouse on a book to slide it around. There is nothing ergonomic about this except for the swivel desk chair from my office. Totally unprofessional, organized or conducive to efficiency; however, I am close to my girls playing in the back yard so I can keep an eye on them.
Every once in a while, one of them will jump on the back of the chair in front of the window to let me know they would like some personal attention. I take out a treat like an obedient “helicopter chicken mama” (God’s name for me) and satisfy them for a time. They then go off and play with their homemade toys (plastic water bottle with items that make noise inside as they peck at it) or search for food on the ground I have tossed out earlier or find a place in the sun as long as it lasts on a cold winter day.
Awe, what a life!
Life a true “helicopter chicken mom”, I have to keep an eye on them for uninvited guests in the backyard (neighbor cat or neighborhood squirrel checking things out.) Security is to keep out predators who would like to have an easy meal at their expense.
My true enjoyment is the satisfaction that God has given me these adorable ladies from the time they were hatched. The joy of watching them grow up and develop into healthy hens with sweet personalities. With our favorite rooster gone, Duke, the girls have settled in and gotten use to not being chased around and dominated by a male presence. They are enjoying their “hen house.” Duke set up his own harem in his new residence.
One such blessing came from finding an umbrella that had been taken or misplaced over two years ago when I was at church one Sunday. I had left it in the chairs to go up front and minister and when I came back it was gone. I was really upset. My husband had purchased it for me from Barnes and Noble and it was before he passed away and while we were still living in Pleasanton.
The umbrella was unique in that it was a large hook necked two-person umbrella with a special Barnes and Noble fabric they were offering. It was something that I enjoyed using and that was something that Tom had given me. I went home and said, “Lord, you know where that umbrella is and Holy Spirit knows where that umbrella is and so I’m believing in Jesus name that that umbrella will be returned to me. I don’t know when and I don’t know how but that it will come back.” Over the next couple of years, I had been thanking the Lord that it would be returned.
Just a few days before I went into the service one Sunday, I once again remembered and said, “Lord, thank you for that umbrella that you know where it is.” I walked out of church on a rainy day and looked over at the umbrella stand and saw a black hooked umbrella in it which was dwarfed by the huge commercial umbrellas that were in the stand. I walked over and pulled out the umbrella and knew the minute I saw it was mine.
The important thing is not the umbrella itself; it’s the fact that that umbrella belonged to me. I didn’t have to believe for it because it was already mine. The fact was it had been taken accidentally or on purpose and I couldn’t find it. I searched for it and asked about it at the church for two years I had to believe and confess that that umbrella would be returned to me. That umbrella was not just a belief and hope for something that I desired, it was an actual possession that had been paid for and used.
When Jesus went to the cross, he paid for our healing; he paid for our prosperity; he paid for the sins that we have committed. We don’t have to just hope we’ll be OK we don’t have to just hope we’ll be healed we don’t have to just hope that we’ll be prosperous, it was paid for on the cross given freely to us. I could have walked away and said, “Oh well, I guest someone else needed it more than me. Forgotten about it and never hold that faith in my heart and be blessed by God’s faithfulness,
Have you felt robbed of something in your life that was yours? Did you pass it off grudgingly as an act of God? Were you upset about it, but as a good Christian, you rationalized it away as not being God’s will?
Do you have a relationship with the one who knows you intimately, Jesus Christ? Have you invited Him into your life and given Him permission to be Lord and Savior? He paid the price for your sins and invites you to say thank you by receiving what He has done freely.
“Jesus, I confess my need for forgiveness and receive your gift of salvation, freedom from the penalty (results) of my life without you. I give you my life the best that I know how. Teach me, show me who you are. Amen”
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