The Squeaky Chicken ( For Moms and kids)

 

  Years ago, we had a little white dog named Goldie.  Goldie was very playful and had lots of toys.  Every once in a while she got a favorite.  Often it was one of her green tennis balls.  She would get attached to one of them and wouldn’t  go after any other ball, even though they looked exactly the same to us, she knew  the difference.

 When she was attached to one thing, she had to carry it with her wherever she went.  At bedtime if the favorite toy wasn’t there, she just couldn’t sleep, and we ended up having to let her go and find it and bring it to bed.  One day, my husband who was a pastor, was trying to clean out the furnace duct in the upstairs bathroom. He had the metal cover off and went to get something and Goldie walked into the bathroom carrying her favorite ball and noticed this nice gaping hole into the floor.   Well, like a toddler that loves to put things in little spaces,  she couldn’t  resist, and down into the duct went the favorite ball.  She began whining and pacing.  She stuffed her head down the duct as far as it would go and then when she couldn’t see her ball, she pulled  her head up and whined even louder. We tried fishing for the ball , and then tried sucking it up with the vacuum cleaner. We even took apart the pipes downstairs hoping that it would fall out.  For days Goldie sat in the bathroom staring at the vent and whining every time the furnace blew and she could smell her beloved ball.  Her favorite thing was the most important thing in her life.

 

 After a period of time,   her favorite thing became  Squeaky chicken.  Squeaky chicken looked like a roasted turkey, complete with drumsticks.  Goldie gently carried this toy around all day making sure that it didn’t squeak. I think that she believed that if squeaky made a noise, that he was being hurt.

 Now I’ve found tennis balls in bed in the middle of the night and suddenly felt like the ‘princess and the pea’.  But rolling over onto Squeaky chicken with his loud shriek, in the middle of the night is something that you would remember for a while.

 

Squeaky also had to come to bed, for his protection of course.   She couldn’t be parted from him, he was the most important thing in her life.   She didn’t play with her other toys, she didn’t eat properly, and when she drank Squeaky had a bath.  All she thought about is Squeaky chicken.

 

   Sometimes we have something in our lives that is super important to us .  It could be a friendship, a toy that we just love, or something else that we own.  It could be something that we really want to have, or a project that we are working on, but it becomes a Squeaky Chicken to us.  We spend most of our time thinking about, or using or working on our Squeaky chicken and forget that God wants to be the most important thing in our lives. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the Bible there is a verse that tells us what happens when God’s Word is planted in our hearts.  If all of our attention is on something else, God’s Word is squeezed out and doesn’t do us any good.   The things that we think are so important, are just like thorns.  They take up lots of room, grow fast and poke at us constantly.

The thorns are the things that we love, our problems and worries, and things that we really want.

Mark 4:18  And these are they which are sown among thorns; such as hear the word,

19  And the cares of this world, and the deceitfulness of riches, and the lusts of other things entering in, choke the word, and it becometh unfruitful.

 

If we have our Squeaky chicken thorns, the Word of God doesn’t do us any good because they are more important than He is.  God tells us that we need to put Him first and He will give us everything that we need. 

 

Mt 6:33  But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.   

 

Check out your heart, and see if you have a Squeaky chicken hiding in there. If you do, ask the Lord to help you to do what you need to do to make Him the most important thing in your life. ~  Rosemary