Yesterday my family butchered almost 400 chickens and 16 turkeys, for to put in the freezer. It was a big day. But it was a blessed day. The best part were the 14 members of our church family who were gracious enough to come and help us out. It was a big party. Yes, a killing party (otherwise known as a spree). It was awesome to have the fellowship we enjoyed while working so very hard. There was singing (even on key), and laughing.
At the end we were all exhausted, but very satisfied. There is something gratifying about offing a whole bunch of chickens that have been bothering you every morning for the last eight weeks. I mean, taking dominion is very gratifying. Real chicken soup for the soul.
