Late this afternoon, we finally heard it—the sound we’d been holding our breath and praying to hear—the most marvelous sound in our barn-world—the sound that resonates with life triumphant over death: ESLOONPH, ESLOONPH! Loosely translated, esloonph is the slurping-siphoning noise made by a calf heartily nursing his mama. I apologize if I misspelled it, but I couldn’t find it in the dictionary.
After 44 very long hours of waiting and working to help Trooper fight, first for his life and then to overcome so many obstacles (see yesterday’s Bud and Trooper post), we could only cry with relief and joy as we watched him not only getting up and walking by himself, but butting Blossom and nursing! (Even at today’s noon feeding, he still had no sucking reflex and had to be fed with the stomach tube. We were worried, tired, and discouraged, to say the least. It seemed like Blossom was too.) No one could tell us that we weren’t watching a miracle!
“The Lord will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy and loving-kindness, O Lord, endure forever….” –PSALM 138:8 (AMP)