My friend Charlie has a huge white rooster that sparked my attention of late. Yes, her henhouse has caused me to write a story a time or two. While meditating on a blog post about light, Charlie sent a comment to me in an email about her rooster named Honky that I could not get out of my spirit. Yes, Honkey is a derogatory name given to a white man, but Honky, the rooster, isn’t concerned about what you call him. He’s just going to keep doing what he was created to do.
In Charlie’s words,
“He is always excited with a new day, no matter what. He’s a fan of God’s ‘let there be light’ idea. Once I turn their light on, he starts stomping his feet on the roost and shaking his head and crowing more and more. As soon as I open the hatch door, the chickens rush out to begin another day, mostly like all the ones before, as if it was the grandest thing they have ever done. I wish to be as pampered and loved as my dogs, and as happy with each and every day as my chickens!”
Wise words, from a wise woman.
What if we were that excited about the light? His Lamp? Another day? So excited that we were cock-a-doodle-dooing as loud as we could to wake up others and express our joy in Him. Even if others place names on us that seem a bit disparaging, we can exalt the Creator of All.
“In the rabbinic literature, the cockcrow is used as general marking of time,”  but also some of the Sages interpreted the “cockcrow” to mean the voice of the Temple officer who summoned all priests, Levites, and Israelites to their duties and used as such because the Hebrew ‘gever’ was used also to mean a “rooster” in addition to the meaning of “man, strong man” (Tim Hegg, Torah research).
Summoned to their duties. . .
If we know what our duties are, then just like Honky, we will arise and shine, for our light has come, and the Glory of Adonai shines upon us! Time to get busy doing what we were created to do. But some of the hens and roosters don’t seem to know what their job is in The Body, so they have taken on what I call a police role. These folks are busy looking for anyone who is doing or saying, writing, or posting, anything that might not be right or correct in their opinion. Even if they are not a rooster, they are cock- a—doodle–dooing about it all over town. Sometimes this is a sign of a young, immature prophet. They’ve been given eyes to see every flaw but not always a polished tongue. We need schools of the prophets today, and also their voices heard in the assemblies. If you are the head rooster of a henhouse, you may want to invite others to cock-a-doodle-doo from time to time.
I was very sad to read comments from many in The Body who were ridiculing a man named Billy Graham. This man was righteous and walking in something Charlie refers to as ‘all the light he had been given for that time period.’ His generation didn’t have Hebrew and Greek at their fingertips. He was humble– not flashy. He and his son’s ministry have helped many Christians from being beheaded in other countries, feeding and clothing the ones running from war and famine—Samaritans Purse is about giving.
Who has come forth out of the womb knowing all the Torah and prophets and all of our Messiah’s teachings? No one. Not even our greatest Rabbi or Scribe, pastor or preacher. They all needed teachers, and most of us hens cackling over “pagan” holidays were right up under a tree a decade ago or sooner.
One exciting site on the behaviors and characteristics of roosters caught my attention. The article began by describing something I have seen in this new movement—ruffled feathers and cockfights.
“Chickens can be very vocal, as anyone who’s heard a rooster crow knows. They’re able to express more than 30 different sounds and have keen hearing. Hens use special sounds to lure their chicks and cackle when they lay eggs. They’ve even been heard crowing. Roosters start crowing around 4 or 5 months of age and make other noises, including warning sounds when predators are near. They also make noises to lure hens to food or to follow them.”
Betty goes on to explain that “Roosters are great at protecting hens, but too many roosters can mean violent fights in the roost.” Click here.
I see a lot of this rooster, henpecking behavior today. Grab some coffee and play pinball with my brain for a minute.
Roosters are sort of like Shepherds.
Mostly today, we have a massive amount of people pouring out of the Christian faith and into the Torah/Hebraic roots of their faith. They are trying to walk in the footsteps of their Messiah, but what if some of the hens are actually Roosters? What if the Roosters are actually hens?
What you talkin bout, Tekoa?
Well, at first it’s hard to tell which is which. Ask anyone you know raising chickens, and unless they are an expert, they wait until the birds are over 3, 4, or five months old and look at their combs and feathers, as well as spurs used for fighting. So technically, a young, immature rooster may still know he has a calling on his life to protect hens and announce the light, but perhaps he hasn’t grown into his plumage, so to speak. That doesn’t make him a fake or false rooster. He is still a rooster in need of training. Maturing.
The roosters get up on a perch where they can keep an eye out to protect their hens, and if any predator is coming around, he sounds a call to warn them. But how can the ones coming out of Christianity know which rooster to sit under? And what if one rooster is more colorful than, say, solid, white, Honkey rooster? And since we have the great World Wide Web and not many henhouses, we have hens eating food from every place by every Tom, Dick, and Honky. Some lousy food, some good food, and some in-between.
How can we tell a good Rooster from a bad one? If they are like Honkey and their eyes are on Him and His light, and they are protecting hens, feeding them, and being intimate, then that’s a pretty good sign, but if they are always crowing, meddling in other henhouses, feeding food that’s laced with GMO’s, ever magnifying aliens or hasatan, fighting over what time the sun comes up and whose got the best combs—-FLY away from the coo coo nest before you get de-feathered or your neck wrung!
If you are a hen running from roost to roost, the Roosters are not going to know what to do with you or even if they are supposed to protect you, correct you, or be intimate with you. If you are sitting at home and have a place in your area to gather with believers, see if you can because we need to be a part of our communities. How is a Rooster or a hen doing any good in a recliner with a clicker looking at television light instead of the sun/ Son coming up? Yes, we need teachers, and the internet is a wonderful place to learn, but don’t let it replace gathering and lifting one another up in prayer.
The term ‘chickens have come to roost,’ refers to the place where birds rest. And this is what we need. Spiritual Rest.
I watched a show about Yah’s amazing planet the other night, and they highlighted something called light pollution. This is something we have in the Body of Yeshua and also something we have on earth today. Yes, it’s a real problem and especially for His Creation. Remember these fearful words in Revelations?
“And the nations were enraged, and Your wrath came, and the time came for the dead to be judged, and the time to reward Your bond-servants the prophets and the saints and those who fear Your name, the small and the great, and to destroy those who destroy the earth.” Revelation 11:18 NASB.
So this light pollution is a false light. This false light is loud and noisy and draws a person into a trap. While watching Planet Earth with my husband, we were grief-stricken by hundreds of hatchling turtles covering the beach. The lights of the city enticed them. They hatched during the full moon and should have been drawn to the ocean, but instead, they were headed across a beach towards a town lit up like Vegas. The town lights disoriented eighty percent of the baby turtles. Crabs were excited and began to make burrows below the beach lights, and they waited for the turtles to come to them to devour. Some of the sea turtles fell in sewer drains while others were run over by cars.
Now we have a perfect picture of what this whole movement looks like. The sounds and flashing lights of the polluted world have infected all of us like a Honky-tonk. We don’t know where to go or what to do. The crabs (wolves) are waiting, the sewage is also easy to fall into, and even if we live our whole life trying to be just like Honkey, someone may come along and run over us.
You can watch the sea turtles here.
We need Roosters, and if we aren’t a rooster, we need to find a rooster, and one who is open to allowing our gifts and talents, positions even, to help edify the body—His Body. Even those priests in charge of carrying the ashes out of the camp were important. No gift is too big or too small. Where are the Elders? Where are the prophets? Where are those who have eyes and ears, gifts of healing the brokenhearted, gifts of interpreting the Torah in other languages? Carefully study a coop, and you will soon find that all the hens have jobs to do, and some who are not roosters can even cock a doodle doo as well as ole Honkey!
The light pollution and the Torah police have caused many to fly the coop. If the Father has sent people across our path that are willing and able to form a Body that is fitly joined together with everyone knowing their roles, please get to a gathering and announcing, so the sea hatching turtles who have lost their way can hear you and steer clear from danger. Let the Body do what the Body does. Can the eye hear? If the whole body were hearing, where would the sense of smell be? We can’t control the entire beach, but we can help direct these little ones to His light. I have four different lights in my bedroom– an overhead light, a closet light, a brightly adjustable desk lamp, and a soft lamp by my bed for reading. If you turn one on, the room grows brighter, add another and another and another, and bam! This leads me to the end of this pinball game.
“And the city has no need of the sun or of the moon to shine on it, for the glory of God has illumined it, and its lamp is the Lamb. The nations will walk by its light, and the kings of the earth will bring their glory into it.” Revelation 21:23-24.
“But the path of the righteous is like the light of dawn, That shines brighter and brighter until the full day.” Proverbs 4:18.
“You are the light of the world– “Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works and glorify your Father who is in heaven. Matthew 5:14-16.
Yes, let’s all be more like Honky and get excited about His light and the gift of another day. Let’s blow our shofars and sound the alarm to wake up the ones polluted by artificial light, and let’s try and respect those who may not be as mature as we are. Remember, we all come from different chicken coops.
Enjoy my beautiful friend and mentor, Jeannie cock a doodle dooing a song for Him!