Day 4 The Turquoise Egg

Last spring we brought home four tiny chicks from our local feed store. I admit it, it was a spontaneous decision. Not that Chris and I hadn’t talked about having chickens of our own someday- just that we didn’t talk about it the day I got them.

I had done a little research earlier in the year and knew I wanted Araucanas or Easter Eggers- mostly for their pastel colored eggs. These little chicks were supposed to be Araucanas and I was so excited that I picked four out and took them home before I called Chris. Being the patient husband he is, he just said “okay, let’s build a coop”. My mama always told me I lucked out with him. She said no one else would put up with all my animals. (She adored him for taking such good care of me and loving me so well.)

Mama loved my chickens. I was always sending her photos and videos of them. She had chickens as a little girl and loved to tell me stories about them. She kept asking when they were going to lay their eggs. We were both anticipating the eggs, wondering if they really were going to be colored eggs. They were eight months old when she went to be with Jesus. We still had not seen any eggs until that point.  That very week I went down to the coop and found one perfect turquoise egg. The timing couldn’t have been more perfect. My heart leapt. It felt like a gift straight from heaven – a connection with my mother from the Lord that brought me much comfort. “See Mama?” I remember thinking, “They are beautiful”. She already knew that by then. Oh the colors she must have been seeing in heaven.

The next day there was another one and then another the day after that. We now receive lovely eggs every day ranging in color from pale blue to green to pink and beige. I feel like a little girl every time I open the lid to the henhouse. ‘Will there be another one? What color will it be?” I never tire of it.

God loves to meet us in unique ways. He made us all so differently and delights to show his kindness in ways that only we can understand.

Can a chicken egg heal a hurting heart? No, but knowing that I am seen by the God of all creation can. He saw me that night as I peered into the nesting box with my flashlight. He said “Here, child. I am with you and I love you.”

All through a little turquoise egg.

James 1:17 ~”Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”