Turkeys, at the farm my husband works for, are raised in pastures. It’s a certified organic and humane operation so the turkeys, some 3,000 of them, get to plan their days, eat what they want, wander about, sit, sleep, and gobble gobble a merry tune. The farm raises heritage breeds, several kinds, so to look out over the pastures you see colors you might not expect. Variety. Look at this little video taken at the farm.
They don’t necessarily follow instructions or people. In order to move them from pasture to pasture, a bunch of people have to kind of walk them in the direction they should go. They use encouraging words, calm movements, and avoid frantic arm waving or loud whistles and shouts…which causes a whole ‘nother reaction other than the one desired. You might have noticed some puffed up birds there. They aren’t necessarily the leaders or have a story to tell or even a real reason except to maybe proclaim they’re feeling fancy at the moment. As the turkeys move along all it takes is one to get a different idea and suddenly you see a bunch of heads moving in a different direction.
It reminded me of something to be thankful for. I’m really thankful to have worked on some pretty swell teams despite our herd of turkeys tendencies at times. But more importantly, I am thankful for having worked for some really terrific leaders. They have encouraged, nurtured, inspired, and gently waved their arms in the ways I should go despite my wandering about at times, or my strong-minded notions. No, the best direction to go, in work, in life, is forward. And always, with Jesus leading.
Thanksgiving should be all around us and in every day. That’s my prayer for you.