From the Earthly Chicken Coops to the Spiritual Skies....(Transformation)

&nbspMy granddaughter, Little Bear asked me last week, "Grandma, what do you want to be when you grow up?" Naturally my response to her was, "The best grandma I can be." Yet, throughout the rest of the week, my thoughts kept returning back to her question.

When I was young, living in Iowa, we used to often play cowboys and "indian". I always wanted to be one of the cowboys wearing a fancy toy gun holster and cowboy boots. I always ended up though, cutting paperbags up to make a Native American head dress and carrying a stick for my bow. Whisper: I have to smile today reflecting back on this: If I didn't play this part, there would have been no game for us to play. Everyone else also wanted to be the cowboys.

There is a Native American story about a man who found an abandoned eagle egg and placed it under a hen in his chicken coop. It eventually hatched, and believed it was a chicken like all the others. Well, one day he looked up and asked one of the chickens what that was soaring in the sky above them. One of the chickens responded that it was an eagle. The eaglet chicken went back to pecking the ground and flapping around the pen accepting that answer. Then one day, a huge storm came overhead. The little chicken eaglet ran to the edge of the fence while all the other chickens headed for the chicken coop to find shelter inside. Above the storm, was soaring an eagle and spotted the little eaglet inside this pen. It cried down to the little guy, you are not a chicken, you are an eagle, spread your wings and let the currents lift you up. Come up here with me and you will find rest. The eaglet turned around once to look at all the chickens huddled around together shaking in fear and then once again looked up. A little afraid but knowing, I'm not like the others, stretched out his wings. The first current lifted him up, and then the next current brought him up higher, and so forth till the eaglet was lifted above the storm. With the help of the "One" calling down and the help from the lift of the wind, the eaglet realized, " I can fly, I am an eagle." This baby eaglet believed (stepped out in faith Mt17:20) and received. Sadly the others doubted and went without. One reached for full potential leaving the others behind accepting to merely exist among the others.

Many seasons have passed since those childhood play days. Today my Spiritual answer to Little Bears question would be: I would like to be more like Christ. 2Cor3:18...And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord's glory, are being transformed into His likeness with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.

Jer29:11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Weather it be a child hood dream of being a cowboy, a college student studying for finals, an employee punching in the time card, being an active grandmother, or an eagle soaring...who better to trust through our seasons of change and growth, then our very Creator Himself... Whisper: Only the Lord can take young cowboys and indians...and transform them through seasons into becoming soaring eagles for Him. An Amazing Grace! YSisterIC, Brown Eagle 5/16/10