Nearly
every morning, I take the same route on my early walk or jog—the canal road that
goes by the Heffie’s pasture. Even if I’m in a hurry, I always stop to count
them to make sure they’re all there, probably because I’ve never forgotten the
sight of a neighbor’s heifer which had fallen into the canal a few years ago. (She
did get out safely.)
I’ve
heard it said that cattle don’t respond to human verbal interaction, but I confess
that I always talk to the Heffies anyway. Most cowfolks would call me crazy,
but I often greet the heifers by name or speak blessings over them. “Hi,
Blossom and Bubbles! Bless you, Annabelle and Winky! Be fruitful and multiply,
Flame and Cupcake! Be safe and healthy, Dottie and Angel!” It might be my
imagination, but they seem to welcome my greetings of goodwill.
Speaking
of greetings…I recently read that in the Gospels, Jesus often greeted people
with, “Peace to you!” In Hebrew, “peace” is shalom,
which means peace, safety, prosperity, wellness, restoration, goodness, and
wholeness. One scholarly definition of shalom
is “nothing missing, nothing broken”. I like that!
Dear
readers, I don’t know most of your names, but please allow me to take this
opportunity to wholeheartedly, if electronically, send you this greeting: “Shalom to you!”
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