deep breaths

We’ve had 6 bull calves, 1 heifer, and 1 stillborn… with 1 still to come.  We are nearly identical to last year and the year before, which bodes well for consistency but not breeding.  Good for meat sales but not for growing the herd.  Good for learning to sling hay but not for watching the past come alive. (Doesn’t that cutie on the left look like he has a tornado on his head?  Or a chicken?  Or Texas?)

We’ve been selling eggs for years but have recently had reports of a few sour eggs in the crates.  Time to look at the collection methods, the laying methods, the cleaning methods… make sure we’re not missing anything.

And I cannot write this without tears, but you should know that we lost our Blue Dog Thursday night.  By grace, it was a clear decision that she needed to be put down after an accident on the farm left her paralyzed.  She was a remarkable dog.  A remarkable dog who didn’t even realize she’d been hurt… just wanted to keep going and going.

We find ourselves a little dumbfounded, standing in the middle of burnt fields with heavy hearts.  What do you do when things are hard?  When the hobby turns to heartache?  When doubt rises faster than hope?

You throw a few things.  Because, you know, you’re human.

Then, you breathe.

And, you pray.

And, you remember that ‘all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are the called according to His purpose. ‘ (Romans 8:28)

We do love God.  And, we do believe we have been called to this place for His purpose.  So, we will wait for rain.  Pray for wisdom.  Watch for the next calf.  Keep going, keep going.

Experience: that most brutal of teachers.

But you learn; my God, do you learn.

(C.S. Lewis)

And now… just now… it is raining.

Perhaps, just maybe,

He was waiting for us to ask for help. 

About texasnorth

TexasNorth is a little farm in Western Michigan. It's home to 5 chickens, 25 longhorn cattle, a coonhound (Banjo), 1 barn cat, a husband, and 3 ridiculously funny children. The mom of this zoo has been known to mow the lawn in a skirt and roast marshmallows after dark. View all posts by texasnorth

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