My husband and I made A quick trip to Children's Mercy Hospital after church Sunday to pray for a sweet little girl. On the way home, traveling north on Interstate Hwy. 29--I glanced up from my reading and saw a huge hawk perched high atop a tree. His head was turned toward the highway, looking down.
I nudged my husband and said: "There's a hawk eyeing the road. He's looking for roadkill. I'm sure he feasts often on the remnants of animals that unwittingly try to cross the busy road." (Do I really talk that way--well no--I've edited for publishing on BlogSpot).
I then said: "Hey, there's a sermon in that--or at least a blog."
What the Hawk reminded me of was the roaring lion who roams about seeking whom he may devour; I Peter 5:8. He watches from the sidelines, waiting for us to open the door to him with a foolish move, like darting into the "traffic lane" of peer pressure or seeing grass that is greener on the other side of the road.
We then get splatted onto the roadway of life, hopelessly waiting for the hungry enemy of our soul to scrape us up, clawing and pecking at what is left of our life.
Of course, with us--unlike the flattened road kill--we have hope and a wonderful Savior who takes our broken vessel, reshapes, remolds, restores, and makes new when we look to him for rescue from taking the wrong road.
Now, let me say, the road was clear as we drove home. There was no visible road kill. The hawk was just lying in wait--hoping against hope that he would feast on a vulnerable and careless possum, deer, or even a skunk. He wouldn't be particular--just hungry to devour!
That's why Peter gives the warning for all of us:
"Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a
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