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The Egg


The Egg
 
 
Today I looked out the window and had that little nudge from God.  "Go, check on the chickens."  At first I pushed it off.  But the little nudge kept coming.  So, finally I walked out to the old shed that doubles as our chicken coop and looked around.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Until, I looked in one of the nesting boxes and spotted an egg.  Our first egg!  Beautiful.  Creamy white.  I picked it up as tenderly as I could, brought it inside, and we all rejoiced.
 
It got me thinking about blessings.  We have been waiting for eggs now for four or five months.  About a month ago we saw a facebook post of an egg laid by another chicken, bought at the same time as ours.  We concluded that our chickens were late.  We went out and bought special feed.  We put golf balls in the coop to get the chickens thinking about eggs.  We made nesting boxes to the chickens.  We checked the coop regularly.  And all to no avail.
 
So, after awhile we just forgot about eggs.  Until today.  Totally, unexpectedly - the magical egg appeared.  This gorgeous tender mercy on a sunny fall day.  And it reminded me that God keeps promises.  That God sends blessings.  That He does deliver.  And that sometimes His most magical, mystical deliveries happen when we have given up completely.  We have moved on to other things.  We have almost forgotten our dream with the waiting.  Sweet fulfillment.
 
 
Have you received any unexpected blessings from God, lately?  Has a much anticipated blessing suddenly appeared when you least expected it?  I'd love to hear your story.

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