HE WAS WHAT HE THOUGHT HE WAS
One day, Mark had a strange find. He came upon an eagle’s egg, and decided to put it into the nest of a farmyard hen. In time the eaglet hatched with the hen’s brood of chicks, and grew up with them.
All his life the eagle did what farmyard chickens did, thinking he was a chicken. He scratched in the yard for worms, insects, and scraps of food; he clucked, cackled and would thrash his wings and rise a few feet into the air.
Years passed, and the eagle grew old. One day he saw a magnificent bird far above him in the clear blue sky. He watched it glide majestically among the powerful wind currents, with scarcely a beat of its strong golden wings. The old eagle looked up in awe “who’s that?” he asked. “That’s the eagle, the king of the birds,” said his neighbour. “He belongs to the sky. We belong to the earth – we’re chickens”. Eventually the old eagle died a chicken. He had lived a chicken and died a chicken, for that’s what he thought he was.
v “Lord by your cross and resurrection, you have set us free” – but how free are we?
v Jesus died, paid the debt and gave us his spirit, that we might be raised above and over the quicksands of our own selfishness and despair.
v Despite all Jesus has done. We can settle to remain in bondage, without hope, and with no way out.
