With His Feathers

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As I was walking, I noticed the white feather on the ground.

Looking at my photograph now, I see water droplets adorning it like spheres of ice on a snowy meadow.

Feathers intrigue me.

Perfect in form and perfect for the animals who possess them.

The psalmist speaks of God protecting us:

Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High
    will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
 I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,
    my God, in whom I trust.”

 Surely He will save you
    from the fowler’s snare
    and from the deadly pestilence.
 He will cover you with His feathers,
    and under His wings you will find refuge;
    His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.

—Psalm 91:1-4

I don’t remember ever having thought of this before, but tonight, “Surely He will save you from the fowler’s snare” stood out to to me.

A fowler is someone who hunts for wild birds.

A snare is something they would use in order to catch them.

So, it is saying that God will save us from whatever the bird catcher is coming after us with.

The very next sentence says, “He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge;”

I understand that this is metaphorical, but I don’t remember ever thinking about myself as a bird that was being hunted and that God, who is being pictured as having feathers and wings like a bird, is protecting me.

The divinely strong feathers and wings of my heavenly Father will protect my weak and spindly feathers and wings as I take refuge in Him.

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Good and Perfect Comes to Us

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I had only visited the quaint, little town perhaps twice before.

Consisting of only a half square mile, the atmosphere seemed calm and peaceful, leaving hurry behind.

Walking along and looking at the houses as I passed, I was met with quite the surprise.

Not one–but two, brightly colored peacocks were just browsing a small dirt road entrance between homes.

My presence was probably noted, yet dismissed as being of any sensible interest.

Putting my camera to very good use, I snapped a few photos of this odd, but wonderful sight.

There are many birds that populate the cities and towns where I live, but this was probably the first time that I had ever seen peacocks out strolling in a residential area.

I didn’t expect to see them, but I was delighted.

I consider occasions like this to be gifts from God.

Other gifts from Him happen unexpectedly, as well, sometimes.

We may not be praying about it.

We may not have even thought about wanting it or needing it.

Yet, suddenly, right there in front of you, is a wonderful blessing from God.

A gift from Him.

It could be a material item or something like—-

A phone call from a friend.

A hug.

An apology.

A note of encouragement.

A job offer.

The words, “I love you.”

Sometimes, when you least expect it, a peacock walks by….

 But whatever is good and perfect comes to us from God, the Creator of all light, and he shines forever without change or shadow.

—James 1:17

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