Struggling Makes Us Stronger (my eggs hatched and what I learned from it)

When researching about eggs hatching, the advice I found was that the chick should be left to break out of the egg on its own, because the struggle makes the chick stronger. Otherwise, it will be weak.

I don’t know how accurate this is, but chick #13 spent two days trying to get out. I prayed for the little fellow – whether hen or rooster – I didn’t want the little thing to die in there. Some people said, if the chick couldn’t get out on its own, it would always be a weak chick and weak adult, and it was better for it to die in the shell because they don’t want weak chicks. I don’t know how true this is, but I also didn’t care. I just wanted the little guy to have a chance to live.

Side note: as someone who once cared for a hen who lost the ability to use her legs (and has a blind hen now), I didn’t care if the chick ended up being a weak chick, I still wanted the little thing.

On day 2 of chirping in the shell,  the egg pipped (the chick cracked the shell) but the membrane wasn’t broken. I was afraid the little guy couldn’t breathe and would suffocate in there, so I risked it. (If broken too early, a blood vessel can break and the chick could bleed to death. I figured since the little guy was trying to break it, that he was ready to break out.) I gently peeled the shell back and broke the membrane. I saw a little beak come up and start taking breaths. I knew then, that was the right thing to do. The weak chirping got louder and more insistent.

As for helping him all the way out, I decided to give him a chance. It said online, some people play bird sounds to encourage the chick to come out. Why do that when I had the 12 siblings in a cage right nearby…

I opened the bag of mealworms and the chicks had a feeding frenzy. The one still in the egg started going crazy and the egg was moving and rolling around.

I hadn’t seen a chick “unzip” that fast – unzip meaning pecking its way out – after the first break of the shell. He was out in just a few hours after I broke the membrane.

And out of the struggles, new life! And what an adorable life. ❤ (Sadly, the eggs this chick is next to didn’t try to hatch. Some showed all the signs of not being fertile – which is weird because we had a rooster – and three had undeveloped chicks inside that died before reaching the hatching stage. So #13 was the last one of the bunch.)

(So cute after drying out! ❤ )

This whole experience made me think of our struggles.

When we are surrounded by a sphere-shaped trial, we only see that. We don’t see God, watching above, in infinite knowledge. We are trapped inside the struggle. When the chick wanted to get out, instead of freeing him completely, I only gave him what he needed – an air hole. But he wanted to be out NOW.

Doesn’t that sound like us when we pray to God about trials and struggles? I know it sounds like me. I want out of a trial NOW. I don’t want to struggle anymore. But God knows best. But will I trust Him?

Delight yourself also in the LORD,
And He shall give you the desires of your heart.
Commit your way to the LORD,

Trust also in Him,
And He shall bring it to pass.
He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light,
And your justice as the noonday. Psalm 37:4-6

And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28

Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you in due time, casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you. (First Peter 5:6-7)

Cast your burden on the LORD,
And He shall sustain you;
He shall never permit the righteous to be moved. (Psalm 55:22)


It’s hard to trust, but He sees all and knows what is best. And these verses read as a command. Trust in Him.

Back to the chick – because this made a baker’s dozen, I wanted to name her after a cook or a chef. I thought about Chef Boyardee, but that was a man and I didn’t want to doom the hen with a male name. 😅 T.R. Noble suggested Julia Child, and I loved it. But…

…Julia Child was the first to start crowing. So… meet, Jules Verne, the rooster! (Nickname, Julie.) He’s not weak at all. He’s a fighter. He hatched a week after the first hatched (I expected him to be five days later because I put him in five days after the other eggs) and I guess he has to be tough because he was the youngest.

(I’m fairly certain that Patriot is in the front and Julie is on top of the water dispenser,  but they looked very similar at this age. 😅 Baelfire is the red rooster.)

Because of answered prayer, the little guy not only lived but he is thriving. 😀 He’s not so little and cuddly anymore but he turned into a beautiful rooster. 🙂

The Secret Place, The Sacred Space

During times of struggle, I go to the secret place
Yes, I flee from the world out there
I fall to my knees in prayer
While I’m troubled, I dwell in the sacred space

As the pride of lions
Circle, ready to devour the flock
He will set me on His rock
He will hide me in His pavilion

He answered in the secret place of thunder
I dwell in the shadow of the Almighty
I fall before His throne on my knees
In awe and childlike wonder

You hide my prayers in Your presence, the secret place
You put my tears into Your bottle
And seal them in the sacred space
They are written in Your book
You keep them to Yourself, where they are safe
I bow myself before You, my Lord –
Almighty Lord, You are my Holy hiding place!


O God, You are more awesome than Your holy places.
The God of Israel is He who gives strength and power to His people. Psa 68:35

You number my wanderings;
Put my tears into Your bottle;
Are they not in Your book? Psalm 56:8

For in the time of trouble
He shall hide me in His pavilion;
In the secret place of His tabernacle
He shall hide me;
He shall set me high upon a rock. Psalm 27:5

You called in trouble, and I delivered you;
I answered you in the secret place of thunder;
I tested you at the waters of Meribah. SELAH Psalm 81:7

You shall hide them in the secret place of Your presence
From the plots of man;
You shall keep them secretly in a pavilion
From the strife of tongues. Psalm 31:20

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1

“But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly. Matthew 6:6


I was also inspired by this song. ❤

I’d also like to thank Ruth for helping me with edits to this. ❤

I hope to get back into blogging; lately, I haven’t slept well and it’s affecting my concentration, meaning it’s harder to write. 😅  Also been spending many hours gardening. 😀 I hope to catch up with you all soon! 🙂

Crimson Drops

They have put a thorn of crowns on His brow
Crimson drops roll down His cheeks
And under the purple robe
His back bleeds

Lift up the thorns, still dripping clots of gore
They scourge Him creating a river of red
That splashed upon the floor
Without remission, His blood shed.

Flung to the hard ground
To wood, hands and feet nailed –
He made not a whimpering sound
Nor did He flinch or flail.

They pierced His side
Running forth blood and water
On that cross, He died
And this pleased the Father.

The spotless Ram,
Perfect sacrifice
The blood of the Lamb,
Lord Jesus Christ!


Mark his brow-they have put about it a crown of thorns, and the crimson drops of gore are rushing down his cheeks! . . . But turn aside that purple robe for a moment. His back is bleeding. ..They lift up the thongs, still dripping clots of gore; they scourge and tear his flesh, and make a river of blood to run down his shoulders! This is the shedding of blood without which there is no remission…They fling him to the ground; they nail his hands and feet to the transverse wood, they hoist it in the air…Blood from his head, blood from his hands, blood from his feet. They pierce his side, and forthwith runneth out blood and water. — Charles Spurgeon


Usually, Bible verses inspire me to write, or nature. But this quote… I couldn’t help it, I had to write about it. 🙂

Happy Easter! ❤

I took potatoes for granted.

(In light of Coronavirus / COVID-19 , I felt this post was needed today – I’ve moved Angel’s post up to another day. 😉 )

It was weird to see signs such as these in the supermarket.

I took full shelves for granted.

I took being able to go to town for granted.

I took paper products for granted.

I took potatoes for granted.

When you’re no longer able to get things you buy regularly, you suddenly realize how much you took for granted. This was last Monday; I don’t know what the state of the supermarket is today. I’m thankful we bought potatoes the week before.


“Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about its own things. Sufficient for the day is its own trouble.” Matthew 6:34

Through it all, God is faithful.

The God who created these intricate flowers is in control. Through it all, He is in control.

The God who created mushrooms is in control.

The God who created bugs is in control.

The God who created frogs is in control.

The God who created cats and kittens is in control.

The God who created dogs and puppies is in control.

The God who created the heavens and the earth and everything in them is in control.

The God who created works of art like this is in control. The Creator of all is in control, even when it feels like everything is spiraling. May we trust Him during this hard time. ❤

How are you all doing? Are you in quarantine where you live?

If you have time during this quarantine, I highly recommend this short movie from Living Waters. Its only 29 minutes long. 🙂

 

Putting On New Glasses

This might be considered part two for Warning Signs.

I realized last summer my glasses weren’t working as well as when I first got them.  Especially in my left eye. When my parents asked what I wanted for my birthday, I asked for new glasses.

This time, instead of going to Walmart, I went to my Mamaw’s eye doctor. I liked how he worked with her, plus they had frames that I LOVED.

I picked out cheap frames the first time at Walmart, because I wasn’t sure how well the glasses would work, how well I’d like them, and if I could handle wearing them for long periods. (I have weird sensitivities on parts of my body and one of those is the bridge of my nose. It gets so sensitive sometimes that the discomfort is almost painful.) I thought I was getting them for driving only but it turns out I need them all the time.

In a similar way, I realized God was real, and I needed to be saved. I tested out this Gospel to see if it would work out for me. I thought believing what Jesus did was enough and didn’t really pursue Him after that as I should. I pursued knowledge mostly. I would put on my “spiritual glasses” to gain knowledge or pray (when things got hard) but then take them back off when things went smoothly. Just like I would wear the glasses when I would start getting a headache and then take them off when my eyes felt better.

But I needed them all the time.

Eventually, I learned to live with the slight discomfort of wearing glasses. But since when should the Gospel make me feel comfortable? Accepted? I didn’t really think much of it.

Then this year, just like my real glasses, I realized my spiritual glasses were distorted and blurred. I only thought I was seeing clearly. I do realize that my glasses didn’t change, my eyes did. But the glasses were cheaper frames and I could look over them. Sometimes I wouldn’t use the glasses even though they were on my face.

Finally, I had to accept that these glasses weren’t for me.

Upon realizing the spiritual glasses needed to be changed, I let Him give me His glasses. Then I started seeing things more clearly. I started seeing lies more clearly. When God gives the Holy Spirit’s vision instead of man’s cheap glasses, it is as if a veil lifts.

“The people (including many professing Christians and pastors of churches) who are buying into this emergent (paradigm shift) movement are wearing what I will term here “spiritual sunglasses,” which block their eyes (perception, judgment, discernment) from seeing the Light (Christ, truth, righteousness, holiness), i.e. they are spiritually blinded by Satan to the deceptions and manipulations of truth which they are accepting as truth.” – Sue

Just like I needed glasses because I couldn’t see well, so the spirit needs a new lens for seeing things as they truly are. Seeing sin for what it is. Seeing the Gospel. Some have blindfolds over their eyes and refuse to see it at all, being blinded by the Light.

Some have been blinded by a false Gospel (or a real Gospel) and refuse to look at any light to save their eyes from the discomfort and pain of giving up this world. Before glasses, I was light-sensitive. After glasses, I was less light sensitive. Now I can walk outside in the sunlight and I’m not usually that light-sensitive anymore. Same with spiritual glasses. The Holy Spirit revealed the Light and the beauty. It doesn’t hurt anymore. And now the Light is free to expose darkness and sin in my life.

And others put on spiritual glasses and think they see clearly, but they actually distort the gospel. It may look like they put on spiritual glasses, but instead of correcting vision, they got Satan’s deceiving prescription instead of God’s holy prescription. Things that are sinful look pure.

My new prescription makes my vision so much clearer. The new glasses are a bit heavier and not so “fluffy”, so I’m aware they are on my face all the time from the discomfort. But I’ll take the discomfort and nudgings of the Holy Spirit over headaches and distorted seeing any day. ❤

As The Flower Of The Grass


“All flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of the grass.
The grass withers, and its flower falls away, but the word of the LORD endures forever.”
Now this is the word which by the gospel was preached to you. (First Peter 1:24-25)


As I was looking through my photos, I found this one (among many others I plan to share eventually 😅) that I haven’t shared yet, and I thought of this verse. I haven’t made one of these in a while, so I thought I would. I love how there is a promise of the word of the Lord enduring forever in these verses. ❤

Hope you are having a great Monday! ❤

P.S.: I’m catching up with comments – I love reading and responding to you all, but I’ve been busy the past couple of weeks. 🙂