When Billy was a little boy, he'd watch his mother - Mama Teal - throw grain to the chickens in the backyard. He would sit on his haunches and observe how the chicks would flock around the mother hen. Whenever dark clouds of a storm gathered and wind would blow, the hen would lift her wing a certain way and her chicks would come running. Her arched wing was their signal that danger was near. She was indicating they should scurry and find safety by her side.
Jesus, when He looked out over the Holy City, said, "Oh Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing." Matthew 23:37.
I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Selah; He will cover you with his feathers. He will shelter you with his wings. His faithful promises are your armor and protection." Psalm 61:4 & 91:4
I choose to run without hesitation and take refuge under the shelter of Your Presence, Jesus. For You are all-wise and trustworthy. You know all things, my future and my path. I worship You.