The Sky Is Falling - Part 1

One day Chicken Little was walking in the woods when — KERPLUNK – an acorn fell on her head.

“Oh my goodness!” said Chicken Little. “The sky is falling! I must go and tell the king.”

Everyone knows this classic tale, but a quick retelling, to refresh memories, wouldn’t hurt. A terrified, over-reactive Chicken Little (she trembled so terribly half her feathers fell out) runs across the countryside in search of the king’s assistance, collecting Henny Penny, Ducky Lucky, Goosey Loosey and Turkey Lurkey. It turns out, they’re all easily ignited by a sense of imminent danger with Henny Penny exclaiming, “We’re running for our lives!”

Lesson Number One: Fear is contagious, with panic not far behind. (Lest that sounded like last night’s Chinese fortune cookie, take a look at Numbers 13, a great Bible lesson on catastrophizing)

Henny-Ducky-Goosey and Turkey didn’t blindly follow, which is probably important to point out. They each asked Chicken Little, “How do you know?” in response to her “sky is falling” proclamation. Chicken Little’s response was a defense-team’s deposition-dream. “I saw it with my own eyes, and heard it with my own ears, and part of it fell on my head.” Bullet-proof. Solid. Any jury would have believed her. Besides, it was better to run first and point fingers later.

Lesson Number Two: Do not rely on others, but instead, do your own research seeking the counsel and wisdom of the Lord. (Proverbs 3:5 Trust in the LORD with all your heart And do not lean on your own understanding.)

Things go from bad to worse. When the original Chicken Little story was written, (ignore the Disney movie version) it was common knowledge, and expected, that for a story to have true value, it must contain a strong moral message. And, quite simply, everyone knew strong moral messages were learned, not from happy endings, but from quite the opposite. Pain. Suffering. Loss. Tragic death. That is the stuff of real lessons pertaining to life.

And we know that things are going to go that direction pretty quickly because Foxy Loxy makes an appearance. Nothing good ever happens when a fox appears. But our little neurotic crew is too busy Surviving, fleeing from perceived danger, ignoring the very real danger standing right in front of their beaks.

Loxy, who that day earned his name “foxy”, (definition #1 and not 4) set the credibility-hook with his question, “How do you know?”

What better way to convince those who would normally be scurrying and fleeing for their lives at the first site of sharp teeth and claws, than to behave as if you care.

“So Foxy Loxy led Chicken Little, Henny Penny, Ducky Lucky, Goosey Loosey, and Turkey Lurkey across a field and through the woods. He led them straight to his den, and they never saw the king to tell him that the sky is falling.”

Lesson Number Three: We are consumed, destroyed, eaten alive, when we take the path of seeking out assistance from kings and governments. (This would be a good place to plug Christian Libertarians)

…to be continued….

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