My bottom rung chicken. I added a couple of new chickens to my small flock a few weeks back. They were attacked in no uncertain terms and let known they were at the bottom of the pecking order. The smallest, the only white on in my flock got the worst of it.
Such running.
Such cackling.
She was terrified of her "superiors."
They were bigger.
Stronger.
Bolder.
They stood their ground. My son-in-law who was visiting 'sed: "Dad, that chicken will not survive, they'll peck it to death."
But I've kept a pretty constant eye on the whole situation. I check my flock a number of times a day. And I've been noticing that this bottom rung chicken has learned how to cope and adapt to her situation.
Although basically a very timid "loner", she carefully (and wisely I might add) makes her way to the feed trough and I note that she carefully picks who she gets between---she has some trust for the rooster who has been pretty kind to her comparatively speaking---so she comes in by him and the other one that came in when she did, she gets by it as well---always keeping her eye open for the others. She has learned to run quickly and fast at the first sign of pecking trouble and I note that for quite a few days now, she has avoided getting clobbered.
And to my amazement, she started laying eggs in one of the nests that had several eggs in it. Hers is the only white egg in my flock, so I can track her well---she doesn't use one of the nests with no eggs, she uses the nest where others have laid.
She is an OVERCOMER.
She lets her instincts and God-given talent come to the fore and performs as God intended. Whether she ever moves up in the "pecking order" isn't important, although she might as she gets larger, but she has learned to be who she is and to carry through with dignity her part in God's plan for her chicken life.
Remember, God's eye is on the sparrow---as well as on my skittish adaptable and beautiful white chicken. And God's eyes go to and fro, beholding the evil and the good.
May God bless you
And give you answers for your life.
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