Wednesday, January 23, 2013

my favourite things/ the manure pile

A strange thing this manure pile
It grows on me
in more ways than one

Today as I laboured
on stall number two
right down to the bottom
wheel barrow filled thirty times
pushed thirty times to the gathering place
where it will sit and age and become useful
through the Winter months
the Spring season
into the middle of Autumn
when all the fields are grazed
and dirty tractor tracks
won't spoil the fields

the goats
on sweet

the manure
will be spread
and within the first weeks of
'Spring snow' disappearing
the new grass will be rich
and lush
growing high
so that the droughts won't harm it
the blazing sun won't scorch the roots
the heat won't burn it
and the goats and horses
wandering all through these now 'snow baren' months
will enjoy like gourmands
eating as they play and leap with joy
gathering strength and health
for Winter's long months ahead

and so the cycle goes on

I will find myself
in the manure pile

cleaning stalls
thirty wheelbarrow loads one day
fifty the next
weeks of this

I am not the prodigal
though I may have been
caught in my rebellion
before I knew the truth
and was set free

still I dig manure

and do it gladly

I am constantly reminded
that it is out of the mire
that He pulled me
and set my feet upon
a Rock

I am free to walk away

In my heart I am free
but I buffet my body to continue
in this labour
to remember
from where He has brought me

And at night as I walk home through the starry night
I rejoice that just as the uncountable stars that He knows by name
I am one of the 'named' in His book of Life
names as many as the grains on the seashore
as the stars above

I am one
of many

on the cross
Jesus said
It is finished

His labour of love complete

we are His rich harvest
we stand forgiven
and loved

all this
I learn
a walk home
on a starry night

and a manure pile

my favourite things


  1. Am just up for my long to teach my five beauties and then a straight shot to the church to teach the CBS - ASK elementary children who are gathering to learn the Word. My task is to teach the story of the Prodigal and his brother who was jealous and angry and loved his bitter thoughts in 10 minutes, no less! What perfect timing! I will share this with my kiddoes today!

    1. I would love to be your shadow today, dear friend! How fun that would be!

  2. This was just so beautiful today! It is so amazing that the most lowly of tasks can bring such rich, recycled blessings. I helped my sister with those wheelbarrow loads out of her goat pen. Wherever they were dumped came beautiful, new life, all lush and bright green.
    I loved that thought that I may not be a prodigal, but I can choose to do the tasks out of love and even enjoy it. Such a great perspective!!!!

    1. Cora... I love that you understand 'manure' and actually did what I do ! Hugs your way dear friend!