"What a Bute"
Watercolor on Yupo
I've wanted to paint this beautiful rooster all summer. His name is Shoulders, due to his beautiful black shoulders on a white body that he sported as a young chick. Agreeing to purchase him, along with the act of holding him, feeding him, and keeping him warm at night was a demonstration of the goodness of God. I had grown up with a horrific fear of birds. I'd carried that fear all of my life. I remember back in college during a drawing class in which the professor mandated that we draw using a stuffed pheasant as our model. I was so afraid of birds that I couldn't do the project. Nor, could I even stay in the same room with that stuffed bird! I acknowledged the beauty of birds, but for me a bird meant terror, and so many times an out and out attack. The national bird of Costa Rica even made a low dive at me on a swinging bridge in the rain forest. I remember screaming as my back hit the deck in desperation. My husband said if he had not have witnessed it, he would never have believed it. Over a year ago, I attended a Christian retreat, called Identity Weekend. My good friends Curtis and Heather Ward put this together several times a year. It was at that weekend that I faced where that fear came from and determined to get rid of it! To God's glory, "it" is gone! Gone! Gone! Gone! Now, I can enjoy these beautiful creatures. Now, I wonder....how in the world could I have ever been afraid of such a thing? What are you afraid of? Fear is a horrible thing. Whether it is afraid of the dark, the water, flying, a snake, or just a bird. You don't have to keep it hanging around making you miserable. God didn't give us fear. He gave us power and love, and a sound mind. Power to say no to fear. It's time to say no. Amen.