Here’s a picture of our chickens. True to form, Calamity isn’t in
the picture because she ran away when I got close.
I think I get more e-mails from members about our chickens than any other subject. Here are two I got after I talked about my chicken Calamity in last Sunday’s message. By the way, I named her after a chicken in one of our family’s favorite books, Chancy and the Grand Rascal.
In your message today you mentioned the issues you are having with your chicken, Calamity. The answer is so obvious ... you have given her a name that alienates her! I don’t think she feels the love ... naming her Calamity just was a set up for a bad relationship. Really, if you were her, would you want to run to someone who thought you were a calamity? Clearly you need to rename her ... how about, Charity?
Hope this helps.
I’ve been studying Psalm 23 this week—have avoided this for a long time because it was so “popular.” And I’ve found it to be so rich!! Definitely worth its reputation!!
However, in writing it out for a friend, I noticed that just a small slip of a finger could render it even more meaningful for your family!
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies;
You anoint my head with oil; my coop overflows.
Praying for you today. May your coop overflow!
(Perhaps church goers could have coffee and scrambled eggs between services next Sunday? :-)
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