EAGLES AND TURKEYS

“By faith Moses, when he became of age, refused to be called the son of Pharaoh’s daughter, choosing rather to suffer affliction with the people of God than to enjoy the passing pleasures of sin, esteeming the reproach of Christ greater riches than the treasures in Egypt; for he looked to the reward. By faith he forsook Egypt, not fearing the wrath of the king; for he endured as seeing Him who is invisible” (Heb 11:24-27)

Some time ago I read a story. It is called ‘The eagles and the turkeys’. In the story, a baby eagle became restless and curious. Against his mother’s advice he leaned over the edge of his nest and fell down. He landed in a farm in the midst of a family of turkeys. They welcomed him. He grew up thinking he was a turkey. He ate with the turkeys. He remembered that his mother eagle hunted and brought meat for him. Now he has to eat corn like the other turkeys. He was afraid to complain because he wanted to belong. He wanted to be a turkey. He slept with the turkeys. He learned the turkey’s language. He planned to marry a turkey. He convinced himself that his destiny is to be a turkey. But he knew in his heart that he wasn’t a turkey. He tried hard to kill his eagle’s dreams. He wanted to forget the power of his wings. Life went on and on…until one day…
One day he looked up to saw an eagle soaring majestically in the afternoon sky. That was the moment of destiny! At that moment he knew that he was an eagle. He opened his wings and flew away.

Moses was an eagle. He mingled with the Egyptian turkeys for some forty years. But he longed to fly. One day he saw a Jew oppressed by an Egyptian. The proud turkey beat the wounded eagle. He tried to help. That was all. Even the wounded eagle was enough to remind him of the glory of Jehovah and the lofty dreams of the people of God. He made up his mind. By faith, he rejected the kindness of the turkey royal family and flew away. It is better to be a wounded eagle and fly slowly than to be a fat foolish earth bound turkey that can never fly.

The turkeys represent the people of the world. The eagles are the born again believers. These are all birds. These are all human beings. But the power of their wings and their destinies are different. Turkeys are bound to the earth. Eagles soar high in the sky. Dear Child of God! By faith, stretch your wings and fly to God! You can do it!

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