Rev. Reed Lee Pedersen's
My wife and I welcomed our new bull calves, Boris (left) and Viktor (right) Unfortunately, my article about a cold March was followed by a snowy April, but now spring weather is here! Spring weather brings forth the green grass, leaves in the trees, planting, and for many farmers it is also calving season. In light of all of this I turn to a poem from Joyce Rupp’s my soul feels lean titled, “Resurrection”.
Resurrection An unknown Iowa pasture, two black figures in the dawn, one large, one very small, so small as to almost not be seen, hidden in the fresh folds of unblemished April grass. A mother cow gives birth, leans down, nudges her child, helps his wobbly legs to stand, licks away the womb’s silk and offer the fullness of her udder. Everyday, somewhere, a new creation. Everyday, somewhere, a new life marked with splendor, leaving behind the unwrapped linens of an empty womb. This poem reminds me of how creation is always being made new on earth. That is the beauty of spring (at least in a temperate climate). We get to witness to new life being made. We get to see what God saw that made the most powerful being in the universe look at creation and see that it is most certainly good. Also, baby calves are just adorable! Points to Ponder:
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Judy Rehder
4/24/2018 09:15:54 am
Your new bull calves? Since you’ve named them, I hope they will not be raised for next summers cookouts.
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Pastor Reed
4/24/2018 11:54:38 am
Well they won't be at our cookout. They will be fed out and sold to someone to feed out even more. Meg really wanted to name something Boris and I didn't want to leave out the other bull so I named him Viktor.
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