Last night as it neared dusk the chickens started their roosting process. Two would hop in and settle down and then one would hop back down. It was a back and forth shuffle until everyone was in the coop except one of the hens. She was spending every last minute she could eating before retiring for the night. Finally she wanted to roost as well. She rounded the coop and the door was open. She ended up behind the door so she turned around and went the other direction around the coop. My husband was standing on that side of the chicken run and when she saw him she turned directions again coming back to the other side. She did this at least seven times. Each time defeated in her efforts to find the opening in the coop so she could join the others. She clucked softly as she went back and forth. But the surprising part was the rooster. He began clucking loudly as though he were calling her into the safety of the coop. As my husband moved back, she hopped onto the feeder and got a better view of things. The next time she rounded the coop she went in. Mister Rooster immediately stopped clucking and the whole coop grew silent.
Another of our little hens has an injured leg and she limps. All of the other hens, but especially Miss Plymouth Rock, spend a lot of her time purposefully attacking Little Miss Rhode Island Red. They chase her away from treats and peck her whenever they get the opportunity. Miss Rhode Island often freezes when the other hens are near her. I think she is trying to become invisible so that they don't peck at her. Sometimes she dodges the others like she is in a game of tag. It makes us sad to see her picked on but understand that is the way of chickens to have a pecking order.
There is lots to be learned from nature. I believe God has woven truth into our world if we will take time to be still and comprehend the lessons. I would rather be someone who encourages others to find the right path and to get to a place of comfort and safety than someone who pecks the broken and the injured. Truth be told, I have done a little of both but I would like the roosters actions to characterize who I am.
But if you bite and devour one another, be careful that you don’t consume one another.
... encourage the faint-hearted, support the weak, be patient toward all.