I walked with him from house to barn, conversing about the wolves he said he held in trust. After passing through the farrowing pens and past rooms of pigs and piglets, we emerged from the hog house to the outdoor fold. There, in billows of sweet fresh hay, lay resting sows enjoying their sabbath: God's creatures all.
Life as a Psalm to the Lord: Thanking God for Holsteins and coyotes
Creation
Sabbath
Stewardship
Worship
March 1, 1995
