All summer we talked about moving Darryl from the chicken house. Don’t ask me why, but late Saturday – after Cole and I cut a cord of wood – he walked toward the chicken house announcing he was evicting the rooster. Having attempted catching Darryl weeks back (solely to remind him were snuggle buddies before he matured), I set out to help Brother.
As I anticipated, what would take a school boy moments took two grown adults far longer…
The following morning Darryl crowed from the hen yard.
We shall pray and further strategize relocating the rooster.
“Work willingly at whatever you do, as though you were working for the Lord rather than for people.”
Colossians 3:23 NLT
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