Silly Goose

gosling / rejoicing hillsI came suddenly upon a family of Canada geese crossing our driveway the other day.  Almost all of the goslings hurried off as fast as their little legs could take them into the field grass, following their mother who led the way to safety honking wildly in alarm.  But this little fellow seemed to have an independent streak and I imagine he’s the child who has given his poor mother the most gray hairs—er, feathers.

Off he went foolishly running in the opposite direction from his family, right down the center of the driveway in front of me.  I was fortunate enough to have my camera at the ready, and of course, since his legs were very short and he had hardly any wings to speak of, he was no match for me.  I easily caught up with him and snapped a portrait of the wayward little guy before shooing him off to where his mother and siblings were calling for him at a safe distance away.  Silly goose!  Good thing I was just an appreciative human with a camera and not a hungry wolf, or that would have been the end of him.gosling / rejoicing hillsAs I watched him go, I was reminded of this passage in Isaiah:

“All we…have gone astray, we have turned every one to his own way…”  

Good thing for us the verse doesn’t stop there, or that would have been the end of us, too!

“…and the Lord hath laid on Him [Christ] the iniquity of us all.”  (Isaiah 53:6)

We have foolishly wandered, but He has provided a way to safety anyway.  How unworthily blessed we are!