The Two Roosters

A Life Lesson

I can just hear a person who sees this title thinking, “Two roosters? What in the world?” But allow me to explain a little bit before you close out and continue on scrolling. For the past month, I’ve had the opportunity to live in a guesthouse beside some farms and a chicken coop of twenty or so chickens. It did not take long to notice a few things, namely the roosters. Their incessant crowing all day long was mind numbing at first, but then it started to grow on me. One of the roosters, however, is a different breed, smaller than the other hens and rooster. In fact, there is only one hen his size.

But that’s not the whole story.

Everyone, even the hens, peck and patronize the smaller rooster. He hobbles. His wings are muffled. Even his spurs are overgrown and curl oddly. Sometimes, the other chickens don’t allow him to feed, and block him away from the food. He’s the runt.

We noticed this for weeks. My children grew to hate the hens and the other chickens, especially during mealtime. Scraps and seeds would be scattered, and the flock would scramble for the food, but one of my kids would sneak around and toss special food out just for the little guy. Then, after a weekend we spent inside fighting off an illness, we returned back to the flock to find the other rooster was gone. We thought he’d wandered around somewhere else -they do that often- but the owner approached us by the end of the day and asked if we knew what had happened to the other rooster? He led me around the backside of the greenhouses to where a pile of white feathers were all that remained of the other rooster.

I thought about those chickens the rest of the day.

Now, the one they’d cast out and cut off for months; the one they’d excluded from their jokes or parties, conversations, and their lunch invitations was their only hope. Over the following week, the situation in the chicken yard shifted drastically. Now, the runt was no longer excluded. No one blocked him out from feeding. The hens welcomed him close and did not peck and tear at him. Egg production continued. He stood a bit taller in the yard. Maybe, he even crowed a bit more? Why? Because they recognized his value, a hidden truth that had existed from the beginning, yet lay dormant, squashed by those who finally realized how desperately they needed him.

“But now God has set the members, each one of them, in the body just as He pleased. And if they were all one member, where would the body be? But now indeed there are many members, yet one body. And the eye cannot say to the hand, ‘I have no need of you’; nor again the head to the feet, ‘I have no need of you.’ No, much rather, those members of the body which seem to be weaker are necessary.” (1 Corinthians 12:18-22)

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