This morning there was a mystery. One of our best hens was missing. There was no blood, a bunch of feathers in a nesting box and no chicken. Checking the fence line there was a tiny opening at ground level but no sign of struggle, no sign in the dirt floor of something being dragged across, and no blood or feathers. The opening didn't appear large enough for exit with prey, plus there would have been feathers caught in the mesh.
I suppose it was possible that she got loose on her own, but they won't do that at night. They settle in the rafters near the ceiling close together as a flock defensive action. Oh, well, guess I'll have to "sleuth around" a bit and see if I can figure out the answer.
This little mystery just highlighted to me the tenuous nature of life on this earth. Death can be sudden and cruel, long drawn out and painful or quiet and peaceful. And none of us knows what we will individually face or when. But there is one thing we do know. If we truly believe in Him, and do the best we can to live our life as He did, then we can look forward to Everlasting Glory with the Father and the Son. This should be comforting to us. If it is not, we need to look inside and determine what we are missing.
Like the country song says: "Live today like it is the last day of your life". It just might be.
Praise God and have a wonderful, blessed Saturday of fun. Live life to the fullest while you have it.