To me, there’s nothing more fascinating than people. What makes them laugh and cry?
The other night our son’s girlfriend Brittany and I had a good time talking. She’s an animal lover and told me all about her cows. Toward the end of our conversation, we had quite a moment.
When Brittany was younger, she went to cow auctions with her daddy and brother.
“We’d look at all the cows for sale, probably a hundred of them, and I could only choose one. I’d always pick the skinniest most pitiful looking cow.”
“Because I knew what she could become. Like with Strawberry. When I saw her, I told Daddy, ‘That’s the one I want.’ He just laughed. ‘What for, Brittany? Look at her.’”
“Her coat was dull and she was skinny, but I fell in love with her. I wanted to rescue her. Same thing with Texas.”
“When you brought them home what happened?” I leaned forward, could hardly wait to hear.
It took her a few second to speak. Her eyes brimmed with happy tears.
“They became the beautiful cows I knew they could be.”
Her words stirred my heart. I thought about hurting people, friends and family, myself–my faults.
“What’s your secret with cows?”
“We put them out in the pasture to graze. I gave them sweet feed and loved on them. Before long, they’d get fat and pretty and happy. And they’d have babies.”
Strawberry a few months later…
Seeing the miraculous change in Brittany’s cows, holy goose bumps covered me.
“The same thing happens to people,” I said. “God sees us as we are and rescues us.”
She nodded, her brown eyes shining. “He knows who we can become.”
If you and I were sitting at my kitchen table, what would we talk about?
What stirs your heart?