Out Our Way: God sent me the meadowlarks - Isaiah 65:17-25/Luke 21:5-19

Out our way, the fall roundup is always a time of expectation and even deliverance. Winter is coming, the upper pasture is about grazed out, the waterholes are drying up, the temperature is dropping, and the cold Arctic winds are blowing. But soon the drovers come and move the herd down to the winter pastures where the grass is fresh, the water flowing, and where, even in the midst of the worst Alberta Clippers, the stored hay is plentiful and will be brought out.

Now I am no expert on cattle, but it seems to me that in the wild, the bison, elk, deer and antelope get anxious and agitated a...