I just back from the barn – the wind is blowing from the west and it’s 15 degrees going down to near zero tonite. I step into the barn and the radio is playing Silent Night. The heat lamps are the only lights on and it’s quiet except for Silent Night.
How can it be so peaceful inside the barn when the wind is howling outside?
I go into the goat pen and they’re all comfy under heat lamps and under tables.
Oh, how I love those goats. Emma is so special she gets to sleep with the chickens in the warmest part of the barn.
And then there’s Mama Kitty – in her bed right under the lamp.
Reed, Darla and Danielle are here, too.
The music changes to Away In The Manger. This time spent in the barn on Christmas Eve is sacred to me as I recall the baby born in a barn with the animals all around.
A Blessed Christmas to you all!