Each day God looked in on Luna’s children to make sure that they were safe. He had the sun shine on the nest for months to keep the eggs warm. He touched the nest with a gentle breeze every day to show how much He loved them.
One day one of the eggs started to
crack. God watched as the first of Luna’s children wriggled and pushed
her way out of the eggshell. He then started pushing his way out of the
dirt into the world beyond. A few minutes later, another egg started to
crack and then another one. God smiled as He watched each of Luna’s
children press his or her way forth into the world.
“One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Wait where’s the eighth one?” God said smiling.
He looked back at the nest and saw that the eighth egg had yet to crack. He blew a warm gentle breeze over the nest.
“Come on out Sammy. The world needs you,” God said coaxing the last of Luna’s children out of his shell.
Sammy stretched out his flippers and heard something crack. He pulled
his flippers back and peeked out of his shell. It was dark inside of the
eggshell. Sammy closed his eyes and pulled his head back inside of his
shell. He was a little afraid until he heard the voice of God
encouraging him to come out. Sammy poked his head out again. He used his
beak to break the eggshell above his head. A few minutes later, his
head poked out of the eggshell and into the warm, soft dirt beyond.
Sammy smiled as the heat from the earth warmed his soul. He used his
back flippers to push his body out of the eggshell and into the dirt.
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