An article in National Geographic several years ago 


After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers 

began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. 

One ranger found a bird literally petrified in ashes perched 

statuesquely on the ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat 

sickened by the eerie sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. 

When he struck it, three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead 

mother's wings. The loving mother, keenly aware of impending 

disaster, had carried her offspring to the base of the tree and 

had gathered them under her wings, instinctively knowing that the 

toxic smoke would rise. She could have flown to safety but had 

refused to abandon her babies. When the blaze had arrived and the heat 

had scorched her small body, the mother had remained steadfast. 

Because she had been willing to die, those under the cover of her wings 

would live... 


In this momentous opportunity, I like to provide a penetrating picture of 
God's wings... 


"He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings 

you will find refuge;..." (Psalm 91:4) 


Being loved this much should make a difference in your life. 

Remember the One who loves you and then, be different 

because of it. Please pass this on to others you care about. 

Much love, 
Barney. 
http://barnabas.faithweb.com/