Sometimes the cow puts her foot in the bucket.
That is more than just a statement about what happened in the milk room this morning. Yes, Beulah Belle did, in fact, put her foot in my milk bucket when I was almost done milking. Yes, it ruined at least a gallon and a half of milk. No, she didn't mean to. Yes, I got mad.
Then I got to thinking that her stomping in my bucket was a great metaphor about life. Perhaps I needed to learn a lesson there. God really likes to teach me lessons in the strangest ways.
Sometimes things don't go our way. We get mad about it. We blame it on someone else. Sometimes we get stuck in this spot right here, but there is more to the story!!
My milk got ruined. I got mad. Then I finished milking the cow into the bucket of ruined milk. I washed her udders, and I applied "bag balm" because, just like my hands, they were dry, and that's what a loving owner would do. Then it was time to look on the bright side.
I realized that my chickens would love a bowl of nice warm milk on this frosty morning. My fig tree would like a drink too. Fig trees need a lot of calcium, so ruined milk is great for them.
What I am trying to say is, when things don't go our way, it's OK to get mad, but then you have to make the choice to look on the bright side. See what can be done to salvage the situation. Move on. There will be more milk tonight.
Have a blessed Sunday!
Shared at the Clever Chicks Blog Hop, the Backyard Farming Connection Hop, and the Farm Girl Friday Blog Fest!
That is more than just a statement about what happened in the milk room this morning. Yes, Beulah Belle did, in fact, put her foot in my milk bucket when I was almost done milking. Yes, it ruined at least a gallon and a half of milk. No, she didn't mean to. Yes, I got mad.
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| Look at that face. She wouldn't ruin my milk on purpose! |
Sometimes things don't go our way. We get mad about it. We blame it on someone else. Sometimes we get stuck in this spot right here, but there is more to the story!!
My milk got ruined. I got mad. Then I finished milking the cow into the bucket of ruined milk. I washed her udders, and I applied "bag balm" because, just like my hands, they were dry, and that's what a loving owner would do. Then it was time to look on the bright side.
I realized that my chickens would love a bowl of nice warm milk on this frosty morning. My fig tree would like a drink too. Fig trees need a lot of calcium, so ruined milk is great for them.
What I am trying to say is, when things don't go our way, it's OK to get mad, but then you have to make the choice to look on the bright side. See what can be done to salvage the situation. Move on. There will be more milk tonight.
Have a blessed Sunday!
Shared at the Clever Chicks Blog Hop, the Backyard Farming Connection Hop, and the Farm Girl Friday Blog Fest!
Great thoughts......... and life lessons.........
ReplyDeleteSo glad you could learn a lesson from this unfortunate experience! At least you found some good uses for the milk! Thanks for the life lesson :)
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ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing with the Clever Chicks Blog Hop this week; I hope you’ll join us again!
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Kathy Shea Mormino
The Chicken Chick
http://www.The-Chicken-Chick.com
I love that. Usually when something like that happens its because we have maybe not been as careful as we should, or whatever the situation is. Yes, in most cases if we do stop and think about it we can turn most situations around. It is a choice we have, we can be grumpy all day and ruin a perfectly good day and probably a few other peoples too or as you did turn things around and make something good out of it. Good for you girl. Going to follow you
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