Well, last evening we tried something new. We actually left chores to our oldest son and his friend so Bobby could attend Luke's practice and I could attend Jake's game. It was like leaving your kids home for the first time alone. I let them milk by themselves while I bedded the heifer pens and fed the youngstock. I hung around as long as I could but I knew I had to get to Jake's game, otherwise there would be no point in letting them milk alone. So I finally went to leave and the battery in the truck was dead! So then I called a friend who was headed to the game and she came and got me. That was all by design I think. While I was waiting around I noticed the vacuum pump was staying on much longer than it needed to be, so I went over to the barn and sure enough, they just weren't sure on what do to after the hooked up the milkers to wash and they were discussing their next move. I gave them a hint and they immediately remembered and went on to finish up and I left for the game. This morning all was well in the barn. No dead anything....no blown quarters....everything seemed to have gotten fed and watered, which is the most important thing. Tomorrow night it will happen again as Jake, Luke and Sarah all have games. I think I might need to pray and fast! By the way, Jake's team won!
It was a situation I glossed over. I didn’t have to deal with it every single day but it was often enough for me to go to my Bible study group and submit it as a prayer request. They would listen to me and invariably one or two of them would tell me, “You’ve got to take care of that. Get rid of it.” I knew I should, but I didn’t want to face the conflict and I was fearful of the consequences. Life would not be the same. I would have to find other avenues to fill the void that the resolution would create. So instead of facing it once and for all, I worked around it. I figured out ways to deal with it. My work was suffering because of it, but I kept making excuses that it would get better over time. If I just kept feeding the monster, it would be satisfied, and things would work out. But that’s not what happened. I had sleepless nights of worry; I was short-tempered and spent a lot of time wringing my hands and waiting for a better result. Before you start ...
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