Posted by: Sherry Goodwin | February 27, 2008


ONCE upon a time there was a little girl named Connie.  Not very far from her home there was a very large old barn, with old black beams and an old thatched roof. In this barn lived an old hen.  She was Connie’s very own; and so, when seven little chickens were hatched, they were Connie’s very own too. One evening, just as Connie was going to bed, she heard people running and shouting, and when she looked out of the window she saw a bright light flickering through the trees, and in a very few minutes, as the light got bigger and brighter, and great flames began to fork up into a great cloud of smoke, she knew that the old barn was on fire.  Her little sister began to cry, and Connie was just going to begin too; when, all at once, she turned away from the sight of the blaze, and went and knelt down in a corner of the nursery, and said:  “O God, please don’t let my little chickens be burnt!  Oh, don’t let my little chickens be burnt, for Jesus Christ’s sake, amen.”
The gracious Friend above heard Connie’s prayer for her “little chickens,” and answered it too.  Nobody ever knew exactly how they got out of the barn, and of course, the old hen could not tell her story; but next morning, when the fire was out, because every bit of the poor old barn was burnt down, the old hen and her seven little chickens were found, all safe and sound, clucking and scratching in the orchard beyond, just as if nothing had happened.
Now, whenever you think of Connie’s “little chickens,” I want you to recollect a little text.  The Lord Jesus said, “How much more are ye better than the fowls?”  And if He heard a little girl’s prayer, and saved the poor little fowls from the blazing barn, will He not much more save you?

–Frances Ridley Havergal from BEN BRIGHTBOOTS



  1. CONNIE'S CHICKENS .Thanks for nice post.I added to my twitter.

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