I was driving up Highway 42 when I saw two big old mules hanging out with their cows. They aren't new mules. They are there to protect "their" cows. I see them on a regular basis, but the sun was hitting their coats just right and it looked like they were glowing that afternoon. The mules had an aura. You might say those mules are the guardian angels of their herd.
Coyotes don't care for mules and mules don't care for coyotes. It is a mutual dislike and the mules are used as big "watch dogs" for their herds. Those mules look mean. I don't want to cast generalizations towards mules....but those two radiate a "don't screw with me vibe." Those cows look like they don't have a care in the world.
My point in this blog is simple. We all need to help others at times. Be a friend. Be some goodness in this world. Sometimes, we are the cow. But, sometimes, we must be the mule.
Matthew 25:40New King James Version
40 And the King will answer and say to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.’
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