"Naked I came from my mother's womb, And naked I shall return there. The LORD gave and the LORD has taken away. Blessed be the name of the LORD."
Saturday morning hubby went out bright and early to give our chickens some water, sadly, he soon discovered we no longer had chickies to tend to.
All 12 of our wonderful egg laying little chickies had passed away. We had no idea what had happened to them, but I felt strongly whatever it was, it was God's plan and somehow a blessing. Hubby and oldest each had a little cry about it. They had invested so much time and love into those little girls, to them, they were family.
It was a wake up call to husband and I. How quickly something can be taken from you, how often we take what we have for granted. How we need to make the most of what we're given, how important it is for us to do our best to take care of what we have now, how important it is to be good stewards.
We found out today that it was a martin (a weasel type thing). It was back at the scene of the crime today when hubby went out there with my cousin. One little animal, one act of God. Oh how quickly things can change.
No more farm eggs, but no more cost of feed and bedding in a time when we really can't afford it. No more chicken chores, but no more chats with our feathery friends.
Still, we must praise God in all circumstances, just as Job did in his. God loves us, and is there for us, and has plans for us beyond anything we can comprehend at this time.
Goodbye my little chickie dears, you will be missed.
The Lord gave you to us, and the Lord has taken you away blessed be the name of the LORD!
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