The Lord Gives
This is our on-farm model, aka Caroline, holding one of our newest piglets. The result of a cross between our Mulefoot boar and first-time Hereford sows, these piglets are small but lively.
A few days ago, when I took this picture, we walked down to the field to see these little piglets. While Andrew was in the farrowing hutch, shooing piglets out so that we could look at them, I was keeping watch for their concerned momma. As I stood there looking at the little pigs walking out between my feet, I was struck by their deep beauty. Like a newborn child, the proportional form of their bodies operating exactly as it should at such a tiny size is a wonder far beyond my comprehension. Simply, it is good.
The Lord Takes Away
My dad told me that there’s a great risk in love. Whether it’s human love or the love between us and animals, if we open our hearts to someone else in romantic love, or have children, or even have a pet, we open our hearts to the possibility of loss. I don’t say this to scare you, but to prepare you for today…
Last night we had a terrible storm – wind, followed by rain, followed by more wind and temperatures plummeting nearly 40 degrees. As of yesterday we had 750 chickens in numerous drag pens, lined up in the field. This morning, 350 of them were dead.
350 chickens that we raised – carefully - from 2 days old til now.
I know it wasn’t the rain – it’s rained on them before and they’ve been fine. It must have been the combination of the rain and the sudden temperature drop. After it was so warm this week, it was just too much for those little birds.
As if that wasn’t enough, I turned from the chickens to see our beloved ram, Tim, lying in the field dead, throat and legs bloody. Only canines do this, whether dog or coyote we don’t know yet. A few minutes later, after finding another sheep limping and mauled on its legs, we discovered another one dead. Then Elijah came in to tell me they found still another. After that was Wright with the sad news that he’d found yet another too far gone to save. Four sheep gone and one wounded.
And now grown men, tough men, are crying in the field.
Earlier this week someone told me that I shouldn’t make negative comments in these letters, so when this happened today I seriously considered not writing about it. But I don’t think it would have been honest. This is a farm, afterall, not heaven.
Still, why burden you with it? Because you, dear friend, are part of this, too. Grieve with us now, please, and pray for us.
There’s just one question that still lingers – is it worth it? Is love worth the risk when the loss is this devastating?
There’s no question about it, if you ask me. Love is most certainly worth it.
“The Lord gave and the Lord has taken away. Blessed be the name of the Lord.”
And so we continue…
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