While researching a topic for my next blog post, I stumbled upon a wonderful parable that I would like to share with you. You who are truly eagles, king of the birds, and not mere chickens to be kept in a pen…
The parable goes as follows:
“A certain man went through a forest seeking any bird of
interest he may find. He caught a young
eagle, brought it home and put it among his fowls and ducks and turkeys, and
gave it chickens’ food to eat even though it was an eagle,” king of the birds,
“Five years later a naturalist came to see him and, after
passing through his garden, said: ‘That bird is an eagle, not a chicken.’”
“’Yes,’ said its owner, ‘but I have trained it to be a
chicken. It is no longer an eagle, it is
a chicken, even though it measures fifteen feet from tip to tip of its wings.’”
“’No,’ said the naturalist, ‘it is an eagle still: it has
the heart of an eagle, and I will make it soar high up to the heavens.’”
“’No,’ said the owner, ‘it is a chicken, and it will never
fly.’”
“They agreed to test it.
The naturalist picked up the eagle, held it up, and said with great
intensity, ‘Eagle, thou art an eagle;’” king of the birds “’thou dost belong to
the sky and not to this earth; stretch forth thy wings and fly.’”
“The eagle turned this way and that, and then, looking down,
saw the chickens eating their food, and down he jumped.”
“The owner said: ‘I told you it was a chicken.’”
“’No,’ said the naturalist, ‘it is an eagle. Give it another chance tomorrow.’”
“So the next day he took it to the top of the house and
said: ‘Eagle, thou art an eagle’” (king of the birds); “’stretch forth thy
wings and fly.’ But again the eagle, seeing the chickens feeding, jumped down
and fed with them.”
“Then the owner said: ‘I told you it was a chicken.’”
“’No,’ asserted the naturalist, ‘it is an eagle, and it
still has the heart of an eagle; only give it one more chance and I will make
it fly tomorrow.’”
“The next morning he rose early and took the eagle” (king of
the birds) “ outside the city, away from the houses, to the foot of a high
mountain. The sun was just rising,
gilding the top of the mountain with gold, and every crag was glistening in the
joy of that beautiful morning.”
“He picked up the eagle and said to it: ‘Eagle, thou art an
eagle’” (king of the birds) “’thou dost belong to the sky and not to the earth;
stretch forth thy wings and fly!’”
“The eagle” (king of the birds) “looked around and trembled
as if new life were coming to it; but it did not fly. The naturalist then made it look straight at
the sun. Suddenly it stretched out its
wings and, with the screech of an eagle, it mounted higher and higher and never
returned. It was an eagle” (king of the
birds) “though it had been kept and tamed as a chicken!”
Conclusion
People might have put you into a pen and fed you with the
chickens. Telling you over and over
again what you can’t do. Because of this
you might have even begun to believe that you are a chicken. You are not.
You are an eagle, king of the birds.
Stretch forth your wings and fly.
If you learned anything new from this article then please leave a comment.
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