A bunch of bull is what we’ve had rotating through our pastures over the years. For various reasons they have moved on to other purposes as we’ve rotated in new ones. We’ve had a bully bull, Ferdinand the Bull, Buster the bull. Currently, we’re hosting a fully-aware-of-his-studliness bull.
Interesting that his name is Nick. And, now that we’re in the Christmas season, well, St. Nick is his occasional epithet. Of course, the original Nick was dubbed a Saint. According to Wikipedia, “a saint is a person who is recognized as having an exceptional degree of holiness, or likeness to God.” Now, that’s quite a tall order to fill for anyone, let alone a bull. I mean, whoever heard of a holy cow … or bull? The fruit of the saintliness of the original St. Nick was reflected in his extraordinary character qualities as a protector and a helper to those in need.
However, the current Nick on our pasture is quite difficult to ascertain with regards to his character qualities. Granted, he is a bull. And we can accurately assess that he is indeed a bunch of bull. 2000 pounds or so worth. Which is a great asset to our farm for practical purposes.
As far as character is concerned, we’re still pondering. Given the season, it seems appropriate to attempt to draw analogies between the manger scene and this studly bull. For instance, we’re not sure if the Nick on our pasture is the type of bull that would have been safe and humble enough to be lowing near the manger next to baby Jesus. Or, would he offer more of a bull-in-a-china shop type of experience (which would, of course, contradict the stories, songs, poems and carols written about the manger scene). While we don’t know much about what this bull would do, we do know that all involved in the event that occurred long ago dwelt in peace on that Silent Night , that Holy Night with the Prince of Peace who was center stage in a little town. Surrounded/witnessed by Mary, Joseph, shepherds, wise men, a heavenly host … and farm animals that perhaps dwelt near the manger or accompanied the shepherds. And all was calm on that Midnight Clear.
As we celebrate with friends and family during this Christmas season and beyond, may we all know this peace, this otherworldly peace “that God imparts to human hearts” in our particular barnyard worlds of life.
Merry Christmas to each and every one of you!