Drawing Close: Eagle or Turkey?
Originally posted: March 31st, 2009
Through God we shall do valiantly, and it is He who will tread down our adversaries.
It seems that sometimes what seems secure and safe falls out from under our feet and we find ourselves flailing. Often Scripture refers to God’s care as that of a mother eagle. Deut. 32:11 says “As the eagle stirreth up her next, fluttereth over her young, spreading out its wings, taking them up, carrying them on its wings; so the Lord.”
There are two birds that America is symbolically associated with – eagles and turkeys. To call a person an eagle is a high form of praise. It evokes notions of strength, independence and towering accomplishment. An eagle’s eyes see what others cannot see, its powerful talons carry away what others cannot lift, and the wings of an eagle take them places others cannot go. Eagles don’t just fly; they soar so high that the world below seems small. An eagle will patiently wait out a new unknown, gather facts, and then make a wise decision. They are never fearful or anxious. Calling someone a turkey, however, brings to mind a very different image. Turkeys may be tasty, but on the whole they are pitiful birds who tend to scurry about in a noisy, purposeless, anxious frenzy. They can’t fly and their fate is almost always a dinner platter.
A mother eagle in an effort to induce her little one to leave the nest will rise way above him and, as the little one is standing on the edge of the nest looking down at the plunge which he doesn’t want to take, the mother lets out a sharp cry from behind, making him alert, tense as a watch-spring. She swoops down, striking the nest at his feet, sending him out into the air. While he flaps for life, the mother is over him, under him, beside him, hovering tirelessly, calling softly to him that she is there. But as he grows tired, his flapping grows wilder and he falls faster and faster. Finally, he gives up and closes his little wings – ready to dash himself in pieces. Just before he crashes into the ground, like a flash the old mother eagle shoots under him – his despairing feet touch her broad shoulders between her wings. Then, as he rights himself, rests for an instant and finds his head – she drops like a shot from under him – leaving him to come down on his own wings. It all happens in an instant. Then they are atop a great pine and the mother is feeding him. SHE CARRIES HER LITTLE ONES UPON HER WINGS…“And so the Lord…”
- Journal today’s date and the key passage focused on.
- Are you a turkey or an eagle?
Marriage is “Joy unspeakable and full of glory.” Nahum 1:7 God is good!