COW: Cow-nsel of the Wise

The story I'm about to share was written by Morgan in 2007 for a school assignment (she was 12 at the time). That summer was to be my first chance to serve as a Log on an Emmaus Team, and this story turned out to be the perfect "skit" for the Logs to perform during Saturday's lunch. Diann was involved with a puppet ministry at her church, so she provided puppets for us to act out our story. It truly was "hand-picked" by God himself, as every detail in putting together the skit just fell into place!

P.S. all spelling and punctuation is recorded here exactly as Morgan wrote it.

COW: Cow-nsel Of the Wise

On a farm, down in Pigeon Forge, called "DaVinci's Farm," there lived a cow. Her name was Moo-na Lisa and she was 2-years-old. Now, Moo-na Lisa thought she was the exact opposite of normal. She wanted to be beautiful, but what she didn't know is that she already was in God's eyes.

The popular thing was to be "goth," which means to worship the devil, and to fit in she had to become "goth." She could not figure out how to do this because she was raised on a Christian farm.

Finally, she decided to run away from home because the farmer would never let her become "goth." She never attended religious ceremoo-nies, never prayed, and never read the Bible, she thought her life was going great and she finally fit in at school. To make sure she never forgot to go to school "goth" she went to the salon and died her whole body black. "Now," she thought "I can never forget to go to school "goth"." Now, she always grazed with the populars and her life had never been better. Until one day, the farmer had put up signs all over town saying that she was lost, and he found her. Immediately, they took her to the duck-tors office. Duck-tor Quack told him that she had Mad Cow Disease and would only live for about 6 more moo-nths. She went to the hogs-pital, and after the farmer left she started mooing, at the top of her lungs, at God for letting this happen to her. That night she cried herself to sleep.

The next day, Duck-tor Quacks did a cat-scan on her and told her that the disease was getting worse and that she now only had 5 moo-nths and 2 weeks to live.

Every night for the next 3 moo-nths she moo-ed loudly at God, and every day the duck-tor told her the same thing. "Your Mad Cow Disease is getting worse and you will die sooner."

Finally, on the last night of her life, she prayed to God to keep her alive, and she promised she would change her ways. The next day, the duck-tor came in and did another cat-scan on her and to his surprise, her Mad Cow Disease was totally gone!

The duck-tor said, "This is such a moo-raculous event.", and at that moment Moo-na Lisa began to see just how great our mighty God is.

Moral: Trust in God and he will keep you moo-ving.

Yes, everyone, that's MY daughter who wrote that! Isn't she awesome?!