I am so thankful for Friday. Friday means the week is coming to a close, and I am ready to shove this week far back into the recesses of my memory where it can wither away into oblivion. A hawk killed my beautiful rooster yesterday. I think I failed to mention that the fancy Golden Polish turned out to be a boy, not super surprising considering his fancy plume and pathetic attempts at crowing. Unfortunately that fancy headdress impeded Mr. Makutsi’s vision considerably and I warned the family if a predator ever attacked he would be a likely target, sometimes I hate being right. This is the second hawk attack this week; the first attempt was at dusk and unsuccessful. Dad and I were working hard to build and ship out an order of mounts, one of the great frustrations of this week since we received a batch of bad parts which need a lot of reworking to be usable, when we got the call. Rachel had chased off the predator by the time we arrived, but the stiff decapitated Mr. Makutsi was a sad reminder of the hawk’s attack.
I cannot blame the hawk. It was only doing what God designed it to do, hunt and eat. We have seen hawks many times flying overhead with a rodent or snake clasped in its talons, the fact it is hunting such large prey shows how hungry it must be. Up till now I have not been at all concerned for my large chickens’ safety from birds of prey, but now I know better. Life is full of challenges, heartache, and loss. Sometimes it feels so overwhelming I just want to crawl under my covers and sleep a few years away. But, without sadness would we be able to understand and value happiness? I always appreciate the rain more after experiencing months of hot sunshine, and again I appreciate the sun after the clouds and rain have paid a lengthy visit. Last night in accounting, our tiny class of four all groaned that the last week had been challenging or hard in some form. The teacher responded with the sentiment that so many things bad happening at once means that a lot of good must be on its way. I hope that is true, because I am tired of sitting on the low end of the see-saw. I am ready to spend some time on the high side.
I cannot blame the hawk. It was only doing what God designed it to do, hunt and eat. We have seen hawks many times flying overhead with a rodent or snake clasped in its talons, the fact it is hunting such large prey shows how hungry it must be. Up till now I have not been at all concerned for my large chickens’ safety from birds of prey, but now I know better. Life is full of challenges, heartache, and loss. Sometimes it feels so overwhelming I just want to crawl under my covers and sleep a few years away. But, without sadness would we be able to understand and value happiness? I always appreciate the rain more after experiencing months of hot sunshine, and again I appreciate the sun after the clouds and rain have paid a lengthy visit. Last night in accounting, our tiny class of four all groaned that the last week had been challenging or hard in some form. The teacher responded with the sentiment that so many things bad happening at once means that a lot of good must be on its way. I hope that is true, because I am tired of sitting on the low end of the see-saw. I am ready to spend some time on the high side.
Praying the weekend brings the respite you need, and that you can enter next week feeling refreshed and ready to face the challenges it holds. So sorry to hear about your beloved rooster.
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