|My best milker's kids, Glow and Moon|
Some of you may know that I have goats. I drink my goats' milk and make cheese and butter.
God knows the wonderful properties of goat milk for He mentions it in Proverbs 27:27:
"And thou shalt have goats' milk enough for thy food, for the food of thy household, and for the maintenance for thy maidens."
That about covers it for a family, doesn't it? God is saying there will be an abundance of goats' milk.
What does this have to do with the loss of my son? Or the loss of your loved one?
When Joshua died by suicide, I craved dairy foods. I felt guilty for indulging in them, but looking back I understand the foods gave me comfort. It helped me to not resort to stronger drink.
Four years after Joshua died, my baby brother Eric died as a direct result of the Iraq war. Joshua had favored Uncle Eric in every way. I grew closer to Eric after Joshua died, for Eric and Joshua thought a lot alike. So when Eric died suddenly, it was more than I thought I could bear.
After Eric's funeral service, I came back home and found a source of goats' milk. I drank it morning, noon and night. I made hot cocoa with my goats' milk. I drank it plain. I made cheese. Not only did this comfort me as I grieved over the loss of Eric, but I decided to buy my own goats and start a farm.
Fast forward to six years. I have had as many as six goats at a time. I enjoy them for all their curious natures and how they enjoy my pats and hugs. I laugh out loud when a goat kid twirls in the air like a ballerina.
Ah, and the milk. It is delicious here on my Nana's Goat Farm.
Thank You, Father, for making the perfect food of goats' milk. You knew it could also be a comfort in our time of sorrows. In Jesus' holy name, I'm grateful. Amen.
Until next time . . . look for the simple blessings.