Yesterday I stressed to God that I wanted to share something about His working in my life everyday--even the days I stay home. He gave me this analogy:
We were blessed with two ducklings a bantam graciously incubated for a friend. Well maybe gracious isn't the right word as she rejected the second one. To keep the hen from committing a dire act, I separated the yellow duckling in its own box and provided a heat lamp for warmth. Although I held it from time to time, it was very weak, could hardly waddle and never made a sound. So we decided to add the other duckling to the box. What happened next amazed me.
As soon as the yellow duckling saw its sibling, it let loose a long chorus of peeps and, through a few falls, managed to waddle over and snuggle its sibling. Within a day and a half, it had obtained the same strength as the brown one, moving all around the enclosure and filled with evident pleasure.
Like the yellow duckling in its weakened stage, in the absence of Christ, we waddle through life without meaning, searching but never fulfilled. It isn't until accepting Christ that we're awakened. We suddenly have purpose and strength in abundance to do all He asks of us!
Thank you, God, for those ducks. Though they're now in the hands of my friend, they'll always remind me of how full my life is with You.