The boys were working on breaking our little bull to lead. We were told, by many older and wiser neighbor farmers to tie him up so that he "learned" that the lead rope had control. Then, periodically through the day, lead him to food and water. Rrriiiigggghhhhttt!
And when they got him there...no way was he going to take a drink! Look at how he has those hooves dug into the dirt...makes me think of when my boys were toddlers!
Siah tried showing him the water, splashing some on the end of his snout....NOT INTERESTED!
The boys tried loosening the lead rope - and it appeared that he might take a drink but alas he was as stubborn as a, well, a bull! Many sayings went through my mind that day..."bull in a china shop" came vividly to mind as I watch him kick and buck.
The boys went through this every few hours - all day long. We were working in the garden and kept him tied nearby where we could keep an eye on him. Nora, his adopted mama, was beginning to get a bit irked with the boys....they were messing with HER baby! She wasn't pleased.
Late in the afternoon we turned him loose - expecting him to head for the water...nope!
Truthfully, I think he waited until we weren't looking to drink his fill....wouldn't that be just like a stubborn child?
As always, our Father, used this agrarian scene to teach and remind me. Questions that went through my mind over the day while watching this little bull.....Do I ever act like that bull towards my Father? Am I stubborn when He wants to teach me new things?
We were trying to bring that bull to something that was not only good for him but tasted good...am I that way with Father? Do I dig my heels in and struggle against His will because He is leading me down a new or different path? Do I miss blessings because I don't follow gently when He leads?