Farm-life is full of unexpected things. You can’t really ever predict things. You can’t say “Okay, this cow will have this calf on this day at this hour”. You can’t just go to bed at 9 and get up at 6 every day. It doesn’t work that way. Unexpected things are always coming up. It reminds me of this verse:
“Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” -James 4:14 (ESV)
Last night was one of those unexpected nights. I had just come home from orchestra practice, and I hurried to get ready for bed. I went to bed at around 11pm (I got home at like 10-10:30pm) and around midnight I was just becoming sleepy. Outside I heard footsteps. “To whom did those footsteps belong?” I thought sleepily.” Maybe it was my younger brother….they sure were loud and alert…..but my brother should be asleep…….is it my dad?” Suddenly, I was wide awake. If it was my dad, something must be wrong. Sure enough, the footsteps came rapidly up to my bedroom door.
For the sake of the story, we will say my name is Faith, as my blog is sort of called “Faith on the Farm”, that can be my pen name. My door burst open and my dad exclaimed “Faith! Wake up! I need your help. Quick! We have a breach. Meet me at the barn.” In an instant, I was awake and changed into jeans and a t-shirt. I don’t think I’ve changed that fast before. It probably took 5 seconds. In another instant, I grabbed a flashlight, slipped on my Crocs, and ran as fast I could down to the barn, right after my dad. Upon arriving moments after my dad, I had to confess to myself, for once: At 33 degrees Fahrenheit, I was slightly cold in a short-sleeved shirt. In fact, I must admit, it was a struggle to keep my teeth from chattering.
For those of you who don’t know what I breach is, I’ll explain. A breach generally means the calf is coming out backward. Why is this a problem? When a calf comes out the right direction, it is shaped like a banana upside-down. The shape of the nose in a wedge helps to induce labor and the banana shape makes it easier to come out. When a calf tries to come out backwards, back-legs first, the momma cow usually can’t push it out on her own. If left on her own, the calf would probably die.
This particular cow was a heifer, a first-timer, as we say. She was a smaller cow and overdue. The amazing thing is, of all the calves born this season, she was the only one who went into labor at a time when my dad was home. All the other cows had their calves on their own, and my dad wasn’t around when it happened. This particular night my dad was available and coincidently it was the exact time that the momma cow needed help. Some coincident huh? Or shall we give the glory to God and say it was a God thing? Cause it definitely was.
After a lot effort and an amount of stress, we managed to head-gate the momma cow and pull the calf. Praise God, the calf was alive and healthy. This was the first calf we’ve had to pull in years. We released the momma cow and watched her momma-instinct kick in as she licked and generally “mommy’d” the calf. Quite understandably, after being pulled out of its momma with pull-chains, the calf was a little wobbly on the feet. Because of this, to make sure the calf got its colostrum, after about forty minutes, my dad got the momma cow back in the head-gate, pulled off the calf panel, and holding up the calf a little for a little support, pushed its mouth towards the udder. The calf was hungry and drank, much to my dad’s relief.
Thanks be to God, the calf is well and healthy so far. Currently, it is sleeping with its momma. I’m so glad to be able to partake in saving its life! I’m sure you will see pictures of it in a little bit. In case you’re wondering, it’s a boy-calf. And it sure is a big one!
Last night was not expected. I was expecting to go to bed, sleep all night and get up around 7. Being as I went to bed around 1, I slept a little later than that. But the point is, you don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow. You don’t have to have a plan for everything, a backup plan for everything that could go wrong. We may plan, but it is the Lord who establishes his steps.
What happens when we try to take control of our lives? Anxiety. Control freaks are filled with anxiety. Because we don’t really ever have control. We know nothing of what is going to happen tomorrow. We can guess, and we can make plans based on what we guess, but in the end, we really don’t know. So what can we really do? Give it to God. He knows everything, has control over everything, and he is on the throne. He is seated forever on the throne. He will stay there immovable.
We can always worry. After all, there’s a lot to worry about. But it is unnecessary.
“And which of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life’s span?” -Luke 12:25 (NASB)
Are you worried about your loved ones? Are you worried about your reputation? Are you worried about your future? Who better to entrust with those things than God? Will he not take so much better care of them than you? Give them to him, entrust them to him. He is faithful
Have a wonderful day, and trust God. He is the solid rock. He is the same, yesterday, today, and tomorrow. He is unchanging and unmovable!
“There is no one holy like the Lord,
Indeed, there is no one besides You,
Nor is there any rock like our God.” -1 Samuel 2:2 (NASB)