Saturday, June 15, 2013

The Story of an Eagle and a Chicken

An eagle and a chicken Below is a story that I am sharing from my daily devotional. I think it speaks volumes to the way we speak to each other, about each other, and how innocently, or intentionally long-lasting those words can be. Be certain to read all the way down, feel free to pass this on to those you have spoken over. I am sharing this with you because I care about you!   The story is told of a man who found an eagle's egg and put it into the nest of a barnyard chicken.  The eaglet hatched with the brood of chicks and grew up with them.  All his life, the eagle did what the chickens did. It scratched the dirt for seeds and insects to eat. it clucked and cackled. And it flew no more than a few feet off the ground in a chicken-like thrashing of wings and flurry of feathers.   One day the eagle saw a magnificent bird circling overhead far above him in a cloudless sky.  He watched as the bird soared gracefully on the wind, gliding through the air with scarcely a beat of its powerful wings.   "What a beautiful bird," the young eagle said.  "What is it called?"   The chicken next to him said, "Why that's an eagle-the king of all birds.  But don't give him any mind.  You could never be like him."   So the young eagle returned to pecking the dirt for seeds, and it died thinking it was a chicken.     There are many things to be gained from the wisdom shared in the story. How it applies to you, to me, to us, is going to be different. What I have gleaned from it is this:  The words that we speak over each other can make or break the other. We can either be balcony people, or basement people. We can be encouraging, or discourage. We are sometimes both, and we do not even realize it. Relationships are like this: if you really like someone then their spontaneity is free-spirited, joyous, fun...if you find dislike with someone that very "attribute" becomes a failing, and the person is impulsive, irresponsible, etc. I am no different than everyone else when it comes to that.  

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