Darla Hatches a Job

Darla Hatches a Job
Add to Favorites Reading Time: 5 minutes By Gina Stack The gravel crunched under my tires as I parked in our driveway on a beautiful day in the hills of southwest Wisconsin. I opened the door for Kurt, my passenger from the rehab center I worked for. We walked through the grassy path to our chickens in their pen for Kurt to see. I hoped he would like them as much as the stuffed chicken that he held, with long dangling legs swaying as we walked. As we looked and talked together, he spotted the chicken with a deformed crossed beak whose name was Darla. The bottom part of her beak was like a scoop and the top curled over like hook. One eye was askew. But God had created this chicken and He had a plan. She had learned to scoop the feed with her scoop beak but could

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