Now that Samantha has her horse, I am in charge of milking the goat twice a day. In the evenings I usually milk around sunset, but every single night this week we have gotten home after dark, which means that we have to put up the animals and milk the goat in the dark. I don't know about you, but that's a little bit spooky. We're used to it now, but there's all sorts of critters that come out at night around here, like big spiders, opossoms, raccoons, skunks, rattlesnakes, bob cats, coyotes, ect. We always use flashlights at night when we put up the animals.
But this week was different. We didn't need to use the flashlights because of the glow of the full moon. And it wasn't spooky or scary at all. In fact, it was perfectly lovely. Amazingly beautiful. A cool front blew in this week and made it even better. I wrote about my experience and have posted it below.
Sunday night: Just finished milking the goat under the light of the full moon. So peaceful and beautiful tonight. Our God is awesome!
Milking the goat by the light of the moon once again. The sky is spectacular...full moon, soft clouds reflecting the gentle light as they float past. Night time bugs chirping, the wind whispering. While I milk I rest my head against the goats warm chest. As I listen to her munch softly on her hay, I can also hear the milk stream gently into the bucket. It's so peaceful and relaxing. God is good!
I think milking in the dark the last few days has been good for me. It really increased my awareness of God's goodness at all times, even at night, even when I am not aware. All the nighttime sounds, sights and sensations came alive since I couldn't go off and do other projects while I was waiting for Milkshake to finish eating her hay. So I just sat there watching, listening, smelling, feeling and marveling at God's creation. It made me realize how much love and creativity and beauty God has given us if we will just stop, slow down, and pay attention. Just because I live out in the country doesn't mean I take time to appreciate His handiwork...there's always so much to do. So I am thankful for these late night milkings. They have reminded me to slow down and enjoy even the little mundane chores and see God's fingerprints on them all.