Day 35 Chicken Love

My chickens know me.

I know that sounds funny, but they do. You should see them get excited and run circles in their pen when they see me coming. I start calling them the moment I walk out my front door, “heeeere chick chick chick”. It is so funny to see them respond. They call back to me and scurry about frantically.

I think they love me.

Okay maybe they just  love the treats I bring them. They love kale and grass the best although they will not be upset if I bring them leftover homemade bread. It isn’t that they don’t have food already. They just want the new food I am bringing. They make me laugh with their unique personalities and responses to things. Snowflake is definitely top chicken and is the first to sample the food I bring. Darling and Miss O’Brien follow directly behind her in chicken status. Lastly is sweet little Petunia. She is the first to come in for a snuggle and the last to be bossy. She also sings the sweetest songs. I know her voice apart from all of the others.

I love thinking about these things in reference to our relationship with God. If I know and love my chickens so uniquely how much more must he love us? I want to hear and know his voice above all the others in my life. I want to be ecstatic when I know I can be with him. And yes I want to get excited about the gifts he brings me. I am his child.

I am grateful for my sweet chickens tonight.

 

John 10:14 ~”I am the good shepherd; I know my sheep and my sheep know me.”