Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Lessons from a rooster

You'll probably observe that I'm not a farm girl from this post, but I did learn some cool things about a certain farm animal today. 

I was over at the Blue's house, and while Chris and I were cleaning the algae out from the bottom of their pool I noticed the very interesting and peculiar behavior of their rooster. Now, I love chickens, and my family has owned chickens many times over the years, but we've never owned a rooster. For all I knew, a rooster's only jobs were to "cock-a-doodle-doo" all day long, and make it possible for the eggs to hatch into baby chickens. Well, I was wrong. 

The hens were wandering all over the yard, when all of the sudden I noticed that the rooster came running out, rounded them all up in a matter of minutes, and they all went running into the wooded area together. When I noted what I'd seen to Chris he explained that there was probably a hawk nearby and the rooster was protecting the hens, and warning them to go to a safer place using a certain type of noise! About a minute later I noticed a hawk flying overhead! Intriguing. Chris and I went on to talk about roosters, and he mentioned a couple other facts, such as how roosters will break up hen fights, make sure the hens know where the food is, let them eat more than himself, and keep them all safe. 

Roosters are very busy, always on the lookout for the hens, and putting the hens first. When a fox goes after a group of chickens it will always go after the rooster first, because then the hens don't know what to do! And get this, the hens listen to the rooster, and somehow understand that he's the big boss, and that his warnings and commands are for their own good!

Now, God is really, really cool and amazing, but somehow every time I find out about something like this it makes me once again really in awe of God's creation and wisdom, and the incredible instincts that He has put into His creatures. 

The rooster shows me such a perfect picture of what a husband ought to be like, although I'll admit, it's more flattering to compare Chris to a rooster than myself to a hen!

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