Since I’m a CPA, around tax season some things on my farm get a little overlooked. Now, don’t get me wrong—everyone gets fed. But some of the other jobs just don’t get done as often. The horses don’t get curried or brushed, and I can’t go out and trim their hair and give them treats and love on them like I normally do.
But recently as I was leaving for work, Penny, a shyer horse, walked right up to me. I had my hand on the fence and I started scratching on her neck with my other hand. She comes forward, and I scratch her neck a little more, and she comes closer, and soon enough her body is positioned so that she’s licking my left hand that’s on the fence.
At this point, I’m thinking I need to be careful, because horses lick and then they bite. And there’s nothing malicious about it—they’re just curious. They’re like toddlers, really. They’ll put anything in their mouth.
So she’s licking and licking my hand, for about two minutes. Horse tongues are freakishly large, and slobbery… but the neat part about this whole thing is that she was trying to comfort me in my stress.
That’s how I took it anyway! It seemed to me like Penny was telling me, it’s okay that I didn’t get everything done. She knows that soon, I’ll take out the brush and the treats. That’ll be great, but for now this is okay.
Here’s the thing: everyone has seasons. In every industry there’s usually a season of harvest and a season of famine. In the tax industry, my harvest season is about 90 days long. Every season has a beginning and an end.
This time of year, I’m busy, I’m hustling, and I feel guilty that I can’t give as much love to my cows and my horses as I normally would.
But I know this is just a season of harvest. There will be a slow time, and I will come back, and it will be okay. My wife knows the same. It’s important to know that these times aren’t permanent.
Think of Psalm 23. If I go through the valley of the shadow of death, that means I’m not staying there. I’m not buying a house there, I’m not settling. I’m not living there. But I can go through it because it has a beginning and an end.