12/21/2022
Comments like this just make me wish they knew.
Let's say you already put in a sixteen hour day. It's late. It's dark. It is raining, 36 degrees, and it is windy. You already fed and cared for 250 animals.
And then, just when you think you are done for the day, you notice one calf took off her blanket.
One calf.
So you go to put the blanket back on and realize that calf had gotten her blanket wet and also is getting scours (diarrhea).
She'd totally be fine till morning. She'd live. You could just call it at that and not do anything.
Or you could get her more bedding and a dry clean blanket. You could also get her a bottle of electrolytes, adding something to calm down her digestive system, and something to help with her fever.
One option is easier and what that person indicates would be the obvious choice for a fHARMer.
But I went with what a farmer would do. Get that dry blanket, give her new straw, feed her electrolytes, and give her medicine.
Because farmers care.
Because when you stop being compassionate, you stop being a farmer.
The way I look at it, my purpose as a farmer is to serve my Creator by caring for His creation.
And when you look at it like that, that the calves are ultimately God's and He chose you to be a steward over each calf, it really changes your perspective.
God has compassion on me all the time.
I can have compassion towards His creation.
It's the least I can do given all He has done for me.