Take time to con­sider the big pic­ture

Ruapehu Press - - Your Local News - JOYCE WYLLIE

Mea­sur­ing powder, mix­ing milk, fill­ing bot­tles, feed­ing lambs, car­ry­ing buck­ets, feed­ing calves, wash­ing bot­tles and the list goes on.

Add to that clean­ing things, cook­ing por­ridge, mak­ing healthy juice and the fam­ily break­fast, driv­ing Mary to catch school bus, home again and milk­ing cows.

Then fol­lows an­other morn­ing with an­other round of rou­tine, day af­ter day.

Watch­ing hun­gry, wrig­gly tailed lambs break­fast­ing, I do spare thoughts for oth­ers with quite dif­fer­ent morn­ing rou­tines. Their own lists might in­clude slow travel in traf­fic, early shifts at a fac­tory or of­fice, driv­ing trucks or work­ing in garages, kitchens, schools, sheds or high rises. Ev­ery­one is a small part of a whole.

I pon­der on this while lis­ten­ing to sat­is­fied suck­ing, and milk bub­bling in bot­tles. Near­ing end of spring af­ter weeks of rou­tine it can be­come te­dious with the same pat­terns re­peat­ing for those early hours each day. Farm life does in­volve rep­e­ti­tion, some­times re­sult­ing in un­en­thu­si­as­tic ‘‘herei-go-again ‘‘ first thing in the morn­ing feel­ings.

Then I heard this story which in­spired me. A guy pass­ing a con­struc­tion site talked to some of the work­ers. Hope­fully he first put on his hard hat and hi-vis. He asked what they were do­ing. The first one ex­plained he was saw­ing a beam, the sec­ond pointed out that he was lay­ing bricks, the third one showed him a col­umn he was carv­ing, and other replied that they were fit­ting win­dows, pour­ing con­crete, swing­ing doors and paint­ing walls. Fi­nally one guy proudly told the passer-by that he was build­ing a cathe­dral. Rather than fo­cussing on his own job he was look­ing at the big pic­ture, and what a dif­fer­ence that makes.

So what does my ‘‘big pic­ture’’ look like? That grow­ing lambs are des­tined to put money in our bank, as well as earn valu­able ex­port dol­lars for our coun­try, and meat pro­duced will be a great meal en­joyed by ap­pre­cia­tive con­sumers. That our daugh­ter likes school so much she hasn’t missed a sin­gle day in two years and is do­ing well there. That calves reared will sell at the weaner fair to give us handy cash flow and bonus in­come for trips planned next year to a friend’s wed­ding in Queen­stown and a vet class re­union in Auck­land.

And the even big­ger pic­ture is all about build­ing fam­ily and home. Cel­e­brat­ing Mary’s 17th birth­day next week won’t be just an­other rou­tine morn­ing, and af­ter time in hos­pi­tal with pneu­mo­nia Mum is stay­ing with us since I am here to care for her rather than hav­ing to be away from work. The re­ally big wide pic­ture is grow­ing con­fi­dence in my place in God, lov­ing our ‘‘neigh­bours’’ and learn­ing to be con­tent.

Feel­ing good about do­ing some­thing worth­while does change your out­look. And so off I go to carry an­other bag of milk powder, mea­sure, mix, fill bot­tles, feed ex­port-earn­ing lambs, carry buck­ets to cash-flow calves, clean things, build happy home and fam­ily and be glad for an­other ‘‘rou­tine morn­ing.’’

Joyce Wyllie lives on a sheep and beef farm at Kai­hoka on the west coast of Golden Bay.

Lambs en­joy their morn­ing Moo­zli.

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