This morning my wife and I were reading in the book of Job. You know the story well. Job had many calamities befall him. All on one day. When he thought it couldn't get any worse after loosing his oxen and donkeys and sheep and servants, another servant came running up and told him that his sons and daughters were having a feast and the eldest son's home. All of a sudden strong winds came forth and blew the house down on top of them, killing all of Job's children.
What did Job do? He mourned. Like anyone would do. Then he said, "The Lord giveth and the Lord taketh, Blessed be the Name of the Lord." In all this Job didn't sin. In fact, his wife told him, "Are you going to retain your dignity? Curse God and die." Job told her, "You talk as a foolish woman. Are you going to receive good from the Lord and not receive the bad?"
First, I began to think of what a righteous man Job was. I also began to remember when our meat birds were very young and the 80 mph winds blew, knocking over our pecan tree and causing destruction all around. Tricia and I were in the chicken tractor, trying to hold it down and save our birds from calamity. Little did we know that we could have been like Job's kids! Not only that, lightning was flashing all around, crashing like nobody's business.
After the storm passed and I was cleaning up limbs, I picked up this branch that wasn't 150 feet from where we were in the chicken tractor:
Yep, lightning! It popped a water oak tree in the front yard, burning the branch with considerable voltage and splintering the wood, sending it falling in the yard. You can see way up in the tree in the photo below where, about 3/4 of the way up, another burned, broken off piece of the limb remains. That was a close call!
Well, tonight is 'weigh day.' It's the time I go out and pick out an average bird from the chicken tractor, march it into the garage where I have the scale set up, and weigh the bird. We purchased straight runs, meaning they could be hens or roosters. Roosters grow faster and bigger. This one below is a rooster.
He felt heavy and hot. I sat him up on the scale to see where he was.
Whoa! He tipped the scale at 5 pounds, four ounces.
The day we got them, they weighed 3 ounces
- Week 1, they weighed 6.5 ounces
- Week 2, they weighed 18 ounces
- Week 3, they weighed 29 ounces
- Week 4, they weighed 44 ounces
- Week 5, they weighed 64 ounces
- Week 6, they weighed 84 ounces
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