The Chicken Chronicles Begin

Last night we heard a very knowledgeable talk on raising chickens by a speaker with over forty years experience, having begun as a very young boy. He just loves all feathered creatures. I was captivated and sat there soaking up information you can only get from a passionate source. Unfortunately, as the talk progressed in great detail over the common and thoroughly nasty maladies that attack chickens, and the equally nasty remedies, a large dark cloud of doubt grew above my head.

I leaned over to my husband and said, “Good Lord, I think we’ve made a big mistake. Maybe we should give it up.” At this point in my life, I’m making a great effort to keep things simple.

However, my husband’s response was, “Too late. We’re started now, and we’re finishing that chicken coop.”

Thankfully there was a gentleman sitting next to me who said, “I just built a chicken house and went and got grown chickens last year. I haven’t had any of that.”

There’s such power in an encouraging word at the right time.

I have learned that when embarking on any endeavor, there’s always a whole lot one does not know, which is good, because if you knew it, you would never start out in the first place, whether raising chickens or children, getting married, starting a blog, writing a book.

You start out with a creative idea that fires you up and gets you started. At some point, early or a little later, invariably some discouragement comes to snatch the dream away. It has been my experience that if you are paying attention, there will also be an equal word of encouragement. If you do not get it coming to you, then you just have to encourage yourself. And keep pressing on.