The most amazing part was that when the chickens started going crazy, I was reading the last few lines of an article in the magazine "Above Rubies". The article was by a woman shepherd comparing her experiences as a "mother shepherd" to God as our shepherd. She had discussed how the shepherd knows the cries of his sheep and loves them. The shepherd knows the dangers and does all he can to protect the flock. My flock that was crying out was not sheep. It was chickens, but I heard their cry. I knew I had to act quickly to help. Isn't that beautiful to think we are God's sheep. He knows our dangers, and He knows our cries, whether it is a cry for love, a cry for need, or a cry for help. If we as humans are quick to act to the cry of the creatures in our care, how much swifter God's reaction to us must be! I had tried to call Fern. She couldn't understand I heard her calling her babies and I heard her cries for me to help She couldn't be still and calm enough to understand me and hear her babies calling her. Isn't that the way it is with us and God? We get into situations where we cry out to God. We are so caught up in the emotions of what we are going through, we fail to hear God or see His answer. Yet, He loves us deeply, and continues to call out His answers to us, if we could just be still in mind, body, and soul. He is always there answering!
Later in the day, we found one of our little friends that has been hanging around the farmette.
We thought the excitement for the day was over this evening until we were winding down our outside activities. Alissa discovered a hummingbird in the garage. Thankfully, this time, unlike last summer when the same thing happened, Bill was at home. He finally got it out with a fish net.
Who needs a science textbook when one lives on Southland Farm? :)
Thank you for spending a few minutes here with us! Until we meet again, may you be blessed!