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A Life Perspective….. My
Bull Story We have this bull Gene has been trying to catch to send to market because he is big, bad and mean. He is not an attacker but a runner, and we can’t catch him. As soon as Gene gets him lured into a pen or enclosed area he goes over the gate or fence. This week Gene got him! It was dusk and Gene had somehow managed to lure the bull into the corral and got him caught in the squeeze chute before he could escape. Even though it was getting dark, we decided to go ahead and load him onto the stock trailer. The bull was not a happy prisoner. He bellowed, snorted, stomped his feet and shook the chute as we carefully backed the trailer up to the head gate. (A squeeze chute is a very narrow enclosure that tightens against a cow so that you can work on or with the animal). Everything had to be done correctly. We figured we had just one chance to load him on the trailer. We were standing by the headgate, and I was holding the flashlight, while Gene gave me final instructions on what he was going to do, where and how I was to shine the light. We were two seconds from loading the bull when suddenly the bars on the side of the chute popped loose and the bull came thundering out. I ran forward which was the same direction the bull in his mad fury was headed. He lowered his head, and with one swift bellow planted his head against my hip and sent me sprawling to the ground. It happened in a split second, but it is amazing what you can perceive in so short a time! I was trying to get my body to roll under the stock trailer when I saw the bull with lowered head coming in for the second round of attack. Instantly, Gene jumped between me and the bull. He threw up his arms and let out a yell that only a man in defense mode can yell. The bull stopped, turned away and ran off into the night, bellowing and snorting his fury. We were shaken to say the least. After a few moments Gene said, “do you feel up to walking back to the house?” I am not sure why, but we just left the truck and trailer parked in the field and walked the quarter mile back to the house in the dark, listening to the sound of the bull bellowing his victory to the cows in the back pasture. As I ponder on what happened, I see two precious lessons. I now know, without a doubt, that my husband loves me. I didn’t question it before but I saw him put his life on the line to protect me. Without any thought about his own safety, he jumped between me and the bull. Thirty-six years ago he promised to love, protect and care for me in sickness and in health. He demonstrated that love to me. I also saw a picture of what Jesus has done for me. I am subjected to the attacks of temptation and evil. Satan is a prowling lion in attack mode1. Sometimes he attacks with brute force and knocks me to the ground. But Jesus with arms flung wide has planted himself between me and Satan. With a loud cry on the cross he died”2, and forever the strongholds of evil were broken for His children. Satan no longer has power over me because years ago I vowed to be Christ’s4. This is not just a “story” that I now have bragging rights to. This is what Jesus did in real life for me. He left the splendors of heaven, and firmly planted Himself in the midst of the forces of evil, knowing he would die a cruel death3. And there is only one reason; because He is agape love5. 2 Mark 15:37 3Philippians
2:6-8 4Romans 5:8-9 5 John 3: 16, 36 Pat Hertzler April 13, 2008 |