His Longing

When I was a little girl, I couldn’t have dogs or cats as pets due to my asthma. We lived in the city, yet we had a good-sized backyard, so my parents got me a colorful pygmy hen and a rooster. Soon I was excitedly expecting little chicks that were about to hatch. About that time, we experienced a strong and long storm. The hen, with her motherly instincts, tried so hard to save her eggs in the chicken coop, yet the weather affected the development of the chicks and only one survived. She then focused all her tender care on that one. It was beautiful to watch!