Some people take a long bath. Some people prop their feet up on the couch. Others take a run or a long walk. After a long day of work people often have a ritual that helps them to ease back into the comforts of life off the clock.
What do I do when I get home from work? I hang out with chickens. After doing a million necessary things first, I then do what I recommend everyone should do after a day of hustle and bustle. I am officially beyond in love with our little flock of hens. The five of them know just how to remind me to slow down and enjoy life.
After throwing ourselves into the needy palms of the world each day, there is nothing like sliding into the comfort of serenity we call “home”. My home happens to involve a miniature petting zoo, which happens to include a chicken coop and five spoiled hens.
There is something about having chickens that cannot be understood by someone without chickens. Working in the garden, the yard, or whatever else your outdoor agenda involves, becomes less of a chore and more of an enjoyment with feathered friends nearby. Want to hang out by the pool? How about some friendly feathers to soak up some rays with you? Maybe it’s their sweet little noises. Maybe it’s their funny mannerisms. Maybe it’s just a whole lot of things about them that make me love being around them.
But there is one established fact that is undeniable when it comes to chickens. They are purposeful.
They mow the grass, pull weeds, eat pesky bugs, fertilize the ground, and supply protein filled eggs (with a third of the cholesterol of store bought eggs, by the way). They make awesome lap pets and even allow cuddling when you need it. That mosquito that just landed on your arm? Never fear. The quick reflex of a beak will take care of it in a flash.
Purpose. We all seek it. We want to know what our purpose is in our family, our job, our church, and our life. I am confident that the most used word in the human language would have to be the word “why”. It is not enough for us to do, be, think, believe,…We must know why. Try telling a three year old the grass is green. She will want to know why. When you tell her that is just how God made it, she will ask why. When you tell her He thought green would be pretty to look at, she will want to know why. We want to feel like we are here for a reason.
“Remember Jesus Christ, raised from the dead, descended from David. This is my gospel, for which I am suffering even to the point of being chained like a criminal. But God’s word is not chained. Therefore I endure everything for the sake of the elect, that they too may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus, with eternal glory.”- 2 Timothy 2:8-10
The apostle Paul clearly lived a life full of purpose. To suffer? Well, that came along with it. To be imprisoned? It just came with the territory at that time. His purpose was to spread the gospel of Christ. His purpose was one that led him to miraculous encounters and deadly experiences. His purpose was, how do I want to say this…OUR purpose, as well.
It is not enough to believe. It is not enough to have faith. It is what you do with that faith that matters. Are you hoarding the good news of salvation through Christ or are you living in a way so that “they too may obtain the salvation that is in Christ Jesus”?
How satisfying it is to own a pet with purpose. One who offers more than just companionship and snuggles. One who knows there is work to be done and does it. If you are among the few fortunate souls who have truly surrendered their heart and life to Jesus, then your task is clear.
“How, then, can they call on the one they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the one of whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them?”- Romans 10:14