In the fall of 2017 it became very obvious that beavers were destroying a grove of poplar trees on a pasture along a pond. Yesterday, as I attempted leafy spurge control with an aggressive trimmer, I noticed there was fresh beaver action in this grove.
The local Fish and Wildlife fellow had thinned out the population here last spring. Now, though they were destroying soil protection , I couldn’t be mad at them. After all, they are God creatures too and busy , brazen fellows getting their hut together for winter…seems abit early to start, but maybe a sign of an early winter? At any rate, noticing their fresh trails down to the water and back to the tree, I invisioned their industriousness as they bustled back and forth building their protection for winter’s frigid weather in this severe cold climate. It must be alot more work to build a hut to withstand the cold temperatures of this land as opposed to the southern climes.
The freshness of the chewn stump of a tree and the lack of branches surrounding the stump, indicated they had done their work well. A few larger stripped branches lay hither and yon. What was it that struck me about this picture? What life lesson did this story hold? I just can’t make the connection quite yet.
Maybe it’s the fact that the loud roaring or the trimmer didn’t frighten them away. I saw them five minutes later in the water, swimming back and forth as if waiting for me to leave. They were bold, fearless and brazen. An excellent example of how we should be in our preparedness for life. To be ready. Ready for what? Ready for the next step of Life.
As my hair whitens with the years and my years increase, the need to ‘be ready’ closes in on me. Ready for what? Some may think of their next life, as in reincarnation. Would they return as a lower level creature or as a superior being according to their works here on this earth? Others may not sense a need to be ready for anything, but simply fulfill their bucket list.
Me? I’m thinking to be ready to meet my Maker. Yep. He put me here and He’ll take me Home when He’s ready …and I better be ready.
So on that note, I better get busy as a beaver.
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