An article in National Geographic several years ago provided a penetrating picture of God's wings. After a forest fire in Yellowstone National Park, forest rangers began their trek up a mountain to assess the inferno's damage. One ranger found
a bird literally petrified in ashes, perched statuesquely on the
ground at the base of a tree. Somewhat sickened by the eerie
sight, he knocked over the bird with a stick. When he struck it,
three tiny chicks scurried from under their dead mother's wings.
The loving mother, keenly aware of impending disaster, had carried
her offspring to the base of a tree and had gathered them under her
wings.She could have flown to safety, but had refused to abandon
her babies. When the blaze had arrived and the heat had singed
her small body, the mother had remained steadfast. She had been
willing to die so those under the cover of her wings would live.
"He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will