What I’m Hearing…

I’m hearing that my Dad will be coming home today (08/19/11).  I don’t think he has improved in the sense of being better off.  He is most likely near to going home to be with Jesus our God and Savior.  He may have some strength for the days ahead to do what he feels like doing; and he may not.

Dad is still talking of getting up to go milk the cows.  That is what he has done all his life.  Even though his health has been failing him, he has endeavored to go to the milk barn, and help my brother with the milking.  It has given him a sense of self worth, and something to do.

There is one thing I know, and that is that Dad is ready to see Jesus Christ, King of kings, Lord of lords; and to be with Him for ever and for ever.  No one can actually know that of any one else, but you can see it by the way they live; and what is in their hearts and comes out of their mouth.  That is what has come out of Dad’s heart and mouth.  His love and concern for his wife, children, grandchildren; and others too.  It hurts my Dad to see family members at odds with one another – maybe I should say angry with one another to the point of not speaking.  I also know Dad has not been perfect; and he knows that too.

I am thankful that God gave me my Dad.  I am thankful that God has blessed me with the family given me.  I pray that I can be as faithful to God, and His Church as my Dad has been.

Like I said above,  I hear that Dad is coming home today.  He will be back near the banks of Flat Creek, his wife and family; and of course the milk cows.

-Tim

Crazy Cows

I was raised on a farm which has raised cattle, both beef cattle and dairy cattle.  It just seems to me that they have gotten much more stupid over the years.  Though I no longer have a thing to do with the care of them, they tend to be around our house more than I like, and they have messed up a few things; like breaking off the faucet knob on our outdoor faucet on the backside of the house.  That has been a few months ago now.

The stupidest thing that I have seen them do is work so hard to destroy a trash burning barrel to get to the ashes within.  They have wallowered it out, and completely ruined a steel drum.  It is not even usable any longer.  What is it that they seem to crave about ash, and trash remains?  There must be some mineral or something about it that draws them to the barrel.

We now have a dog which might be of some benefit in keeping them out of the yard.  Most of all we need to get our fence finished.  Hopefully, it won’t be too long and we can get that done; the cattle won’t be getting in the yard any more, and we won’t be getting the gun out to run them off.  By the way; that gun is only a Daisy Red Rider air rifle; and I can hardly believe it “Made in China”.

Here along the banks of Flat Creek life is really interesting.

-Tim