This morning I received this in an e-mail from one of my friends.  It is timely in light of our team mate Denise’s experience with a red tailed hawk.  I am dedicating this post to Denise and her husband who upon finding a dead hawk took every precaution to see that it was properly handled.  Our wise elder, Kicking Bear, provided instructions for them.  They were followed.  Thank you Denise for honoring the old ways.
God’s Wings         

The  painters of these Feathers are outstanding,
But the message  below the Feathers, “God’s Wings,” will touch your heart……

  

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God’s Wings 
After a forest fire in Yellowstone  National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess  the inferno’s damage.

One ranger found a bird literally petrified in  ashes, perched statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree.  Somewhat sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a  stick.

When he gently struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under  their dead mother’s wings.

The loving mother, keenly aware of impending  disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and had  gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the toxic  smoke would rise.

She could have flown to safety but had refused to  abandon her babies. Then the blaze had arrived and the heat had scorched  her small body, the mother had remained steadfast…because she had been  willing to die, so those under the cover of her wings would live.
‘He will cover you  with His feathers, And under His wings you will find refuge.’
(Psalm 91:4)

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