A ferocious storm
Moosages of Trust
The grass all around me was dark green, thick, and
tall. It should have been. It was spring and the weather had provided an
almost perfect pallet for ardent growth.
Some of that weather was now raining down on me in a torrent, driven by
high winds.
The wind blew the leg of my trousers up just enough to cause
a shiver from the striking of cold hail on my bare skin. My pants were beginning to soak through. My coat was beginning to soak through. I was cold!
I knew my cows were cold as well.
The best way to keep cows warm and healthy in adverse
weather is to keep them well fed. That’s
why I was out in this wild, grass promoting weather. I wanted my cows to be as comfortable as
possible. The weather report had warned
me that the worst was about to arrive.
At this very moment, drenched and icy, I was finding it hard to believe
it could get much worse.
In such weather conditions cows can become quite
skittish. I’ve seen them race across a
field in seconds or buck and jump as if to demonstrate a fervent defiance. I’ve always found them to be passionate,
curious creatures. That’s why I was
approaching them with exceptional caution at this stormy moment.
You might say I wasn’t throwing caution to the wind. I had no desire to have eighteen hundred
pounds of beef to launch me skyward to be ravaged by the wind like a rag doll. After all, my largest steer is capable of
bending a metal pipe, based in concrete, at his whim. And, last I looked; I was still mostly skin
and bone. All of which, I wanted to
remain in tact.
At the moment, I was still all put together; in tact, and
the welcome I received by the steers was one of calm confidence.
As I walked into the hay barn calm enveloped me. I was protected from the rain, wind, sleet
and hail. I lifted some hay and braved
back into the torrent. I wanted my furry
friends to receive the same protection so I intended to feed them in a
different than customary location.
I walked out. They
followed. They ate comfortably. They stayed within the protection
offered. Their behavior caused me to
really consider the moosage they were giving me.
Here is the communication my cows gave me about building and
maintaining trust.
Be consistent. I’ve
tried to feed them at or near the same time and place twice, each day. That’s why they were waiting for me at their
feeding rack, even when the weather was dreadful. They knew I’d come at that time, at that
location. They were so certain of it
that they had left the protection of their warm, dry stable in advance of my
arrival. Consistency makes a difference,
especially during times of adversity!
Bank your time. Trust
isn’t earned over a short period of time.
I’ve spent months and years with these cows. They’ve been able to observe me over a long
time. So, they know I have their best
interest at heart because I’ve proven it to them time and time again. They could have been very upset because of the
intemperate weather. They could have run
away or hurt me badly because of an imperfect circumstance, but they didn’t. They knew I would lead them to safety, so the
followed. They had spent enough time
with me to be certain of my motives.
Create a comfortable relationship. I’ve worked to develop my relationship with
these cows on many different levels. The
sound of my voice, my touch, my smell, my movements, the taste of their food
have all become part of how we interact together. When I approach them I call out in voice as a
welcome. When I’m close, I reach out and
let them sniff my hand. To reassure
them, I rub their heads, sides, and backs.
I stand and do these things as they eat so they associate all of my
movements with the pleasure of being fed.
I’ve made it comfortable for them to be with me.
You and I can use these same Moosages of Trust in all of our
relationships. If we will, those around
us will enjoy a high level of confidence.
Remember to be consistent, bank your time and create a comfortable
relationship. It will be worth it; because
all of us will need to endure many storms in life!
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