Prov 17:22

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine... - Proverbs 17:22

Sunday, June 28, 2026

Sundays in the Psalms: Worst Mother Ever?

 


PSALM 17

Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings
from the wicked who are out to destroy me, from my mortal enemies who surround me.

—Psalm 17:8-9 NIV

One might think that the safest place for a baby marsupial is in its mother’s pouch. In truth, a mother quokka (one of the cutest and most photogenic animals because of its natural smile) is hardly winning any mother-of-the-year awards. When threatened, quokkas, kangaroos, and other marsupials will relax their pouch muscles, causing the baby to fall to the ground. In the ultimate survival strategy, the mother gets away while the baby flails around on the ground, making noise and distracting the predator. According to an article by environment reporter Nick Kilvert, she’s more interested in her own survival and future reproduction. I can’t think of a sadder or more pathetic image than that wee creature, crying out for protection but receiving none.

A mother bird, however, regardless of species, will rarely abandon her young. Instead, the hen shields her chicks under her wings from predators, from the elements, and from other dangers. The image is so powerful, it’s used multiple times in scripture—a beautiful image for us of God’s sheltering protection. The mother bird cherishes her little ones with the warmth of her own heart. We may not enjoy seeing ourselves as helpless and vulnerable as a baby bird. But in those moments of threat from any source, how precious to know we have a God who shelters us under his wings.


Question for reflection: David wanted to be kept by God as if he were something valuable and even fragile. He saw himself as God’s cherished child. Do I?

 

No comments:

Post a Comment