We had a wild turkey in our yard one winter. I spotted it through the window from the kitchen. “How the heck did it get inside our fenced yard?” I asked myself.

It strutted menacingly—head jerking back and forth—towards the chicken coop. “It’s after their food,” I thought, “and it’s going to peck our innocent little chickens to death, I must get out there and save them.”

I slid my feet into my Crocs—the nearest available pair of shoes. Not a good idea, I realized as I stepped onto the snow.

I bravely placed myself, and snow-filled toes, between the giant predator and its victims.

“Shoo, you” I said. It actually turned away.

I had no idea if the turkey was male or female, even though I’m a farmer’s daughter. My dad would be ashamed.

Overcoming the giants in our lives takes courage.

The turkey walked alongside the four-foot high wire fence surrounding our yard. That’s when I spotted its two buddies on the other side of the fence.

“Hop over,” I shouted. Do turkeys fly? I was clueless.

Like a caged animal, the bird paced its enclosure trying to figure out how to join its pals.

I phoned my husband.

“Open the gate,” he said. He’s always so smart.

Well, I had thought about that but the turkey was between the gate and me.

I ran into the house, through the garage, onto the driveway and opened the garden gate—wide, from the other side. Then, I rushed back into the garage, through the house and into the yard again.

My Crocs acted like snow shovels.

I walked towards the bird, holding my arms out wide. I swear it was as high as my shoulder. Well, more realistically, maybe it was elbow height.

Overcoming the giants in our lives takes courage.

The turkey moved towards the gate. Only a few steps more, now. I was being successful. Then it stopped, looked me directly in the eyes and began to advance towards me.

I turned and ran.

There are a few things the turkey should have known.

Firstly, I was more frightened of it, than it of me.

Secondly, Thanksgiving has been and gone. However, we Brits do enjoy a Christmas turkey dinner.

Thirdly, Benjamin Franklin wanted the turkey, not the Bald Eagle, to represent America as its national bird. He said:

For the Truth the Turkey is in Comparison a much more respectable Bird, and withal a true original Native of America… He is besides, though a little vain & silly, a Bird of Courage, and would not hesitate to attack a Grenadier of the British Guards who should presume to invade his Farm Yard with a red Coat on.[1]

So, this Brit had good reason to run.

From the other side of the door, I could no longer see my large grey-feathered friend. I guess turkeys can fly or find gateways.

Although it was silly to be fearful of a turkey, we can have real problems and difficulties which tower over us. We do not have to face these issues on our own. God promises to be with us.

So, be bold and strong! Says Joshua. Banish fear and doubt! For remember, the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9 TLB)

Keep in mind, God is bigger than any giant in your life.

Looking back this past year, how have you been intimidated by a situation or a person in your life? Where has it, or he or she, overshadowed you with fear?

Looking forward to the New Year, where do you need courage? How can you remember to trust God is with you whatever you face?

Lord, although I get distressed facing the giants in my life, you promise to be with me. Help me to know you are close so I will not be afraid. Amen.

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  • Great story! Yes, God is most certainly bigger than any giants we face. So thankful. Reminds me of Veggie Tales’ God is Bigger than the Boogie Man video! Thanks for sharing this today. I’m blessed to be following you at Crystal’s!

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