A Quiet Beginning
by Tilly
Come set a spell and enjoy a few quiet minutes in the Meadow...
Snack Lady was humming this morning. That’s usually a pretty good sign. She only hums when she’s thinking about something that makes her happy. The pasture was soft, gently wet, but not muddy like it had rained buckets. Just enough dew to soak Snack Lady’s boots before she even made it through the gate.
There was a little fog hanging down in the swale, and the sun was just starting to peek over the trees.
I like it when Snack Lady hums. It means the day has started off just right. But if she’s quiet? She’s usually working something out in that head of hers.
And if she’s talking to herself…
Well…
Somebody probably left a gate open. (Not naming any names.)
Anyway…
She told us this morning that we’re gonna start something called Musings from the Meadow. Apparently she thinks folks might enjoy hearing what life looks like from our side of the fence.
I reckon she might be right.
Humans see a lot of things… but they miss a lot, too.
It’s hard not to when you’re carrying feed buckets, watching calves, fixing fence, making cheese, milking cows, answering phones, and trying to remember where you laid your gloves down…
Again.
Us cows? We notice different things.
We notice which birds always show up first thing in the morning. We notice when the grass is just about to take off growing. We notice which calf is gonna cause trouble before Snack Lady has the slightest suspicion.
Poor thing. She never sees those little troublemakers coming.
Ya know, life out here moves too slow for most folks.
Thank the Lord for that.
Every day looks a whole lot like the one before it. The sun comes up. The grass grows. Calves play. Milk fills the bucket. And tomorrow? We’re gonna wake up and do it all over again.
The world outside the Meadow seems to think life only matters if you’re busy.
Funny thing is… in the mundane day-to-day is where most of the good stuff happens.
Thankfully, here in the Meadow, the Lord usually does His work pretty quietly. More often than not, His best work happens in the stillness of an ordinary day.
And I think that’s just what we’ll be talking about.
The little things.
The funny things.
The everyday things that Snack Lady never realized we cows notice.
Because us cows? We’ve got stories. Heavens, do we have stories!
Some will make you laugh.
Some might make you a little misty-eyed.
A few will probably make Snack Lady roll her eyes, but I reckon that’ll be all right.
We’re looking forward to visiting with you any time you can stop by.
So until next time…
May your pasture stay green, your water bucket stay full, and may the Lord give you the kind of quiet morning that lets you notice the things that matter.
~ Tilly
