We have quite a few baby calves around the farm right now. But one pen, here in front of the house, has quite a few calves that are all relatively the same age. Those calves consistently escape to explore and more than once we have had to tell them to get back in that pen!
That pasture is surrounded on two sides by a wooden fence. But on the other two sides, there is only a single strand of hot wire. At this age, the calves are just small enough that they can walk directly under the hot wire without getting shocked. They just walk right out of the pen and get into trouble!
The sun is quickly setting, Most of the work is done. The day is finally ending, And the night is almost come.
The cattle enjoy the last few rays, The grass is green and good. They've barely seen the sun in days, It has rained more than it should.
The farmer filled the rings with hay, The feed has all been eaten. He has worked so hard today, But his list is almost beaten.
Tomorrow will start with its own new list, New days bring their own circumstances. Taking the day with each new twist, Living like there are no second chances.
Getting all in, getting both feet wet; Not just in farm and work, but with God. Each day is on your mark, get set; Remember the way is narrow, not broad.
A farmer always has work at hand, But you and I, as Christians, do as well. Each of us have to follow the command, Our job is to go to all and tell.