An Orphaned Kid

Considering what we do everyday around here, you might think I'm talking about an actual child. I'm not.

Week before last we had 3 does kid and one of them rejected one of her kids, a little doe. This is a first for us in three years. We've never had a doe reject a baby. All our does have been good moms.

We weren't out there when she kidded, in fact, we weren't even home. My hubby thinks she had problems with the birth of number two and therefore "forgot" number one.

Well, we had to adopt her or she would die. My sweet daughter adopted her and named her Mrs. Darcy after Elizabeth Darcy of Pride and Prejudice. Now, every time we walk outside she comes RUNNING to us and bleating; she ignores all the other goats and runs along with us.

The problem I have is this: how can that Moma forget her baby? How can she reject her own "flesh and blood"? Everytime I see that little goat, I think of all the little ones in this world that mothers and fathers have rejected. Their parents are not dead, they've just rejected their children in favor of other things. :(

One thing is for certain, our Father in heaven never rejects us. He always loves us instead. He has our best interest in mind, even when it doesn't feel that way to us.

I believe it's made very clear in scripture that He wants to love the rejected through us. It might be little children, it might be the handicapped or elderly, or it might just be a little goat. Just think about all that little goat taught me in one trip to the mailbox--and I'm not even her "moma".