I do believe these are the cutest little things I have ever seen. The kids and I met Carrie and picked up our new little fluffballs in a cardboard box, a soft layer of straw padding the bottom. All snuggled one atop another on the way home, they made a veritable mountain of downy color.For our children, it was love at first sight. Carrie peeled back the cardboard and was immediately greeted with a chorus of, "Awwww...". And I joined in.
Right now they are all three in their beds reading, chicks sleeping peacefully on napkins on the children's bellies.
So as I sit here typing with my little golden chick nestled in the crook of my arm, eyes tightly closed in a peaceful slumber, I want to encourage you to not give up on your dreams.
Sure, these are chickens. I get that. Nothing eternal for sure.
But these are chickens. Here in my house. Being raised for a happy life in our suburban backyard. After reading books five years ago on the raising of urban microflocks, seeds of a dream were planted in my heart for our own little flock. I prayed, researched and asked questions. When I heard there was a group getting things done at City Hall, I joined them. And through all of their hard work and dedication, as well as the Lord's hand, my little chick now rests next to my arm.
If something is worth doing, don't give up! Pray and pray some more, commit it to the Lord; and seize opportunities as they come. Work very hard and trust the Lord for His outcome.