This is the post that started it all….


A few weeks ago Janice Person asked me to write a guest blog post about my Hay Drive… It can be found on her blog here… What I have below is what I wrote and tomorrow I will post an update to the Hay Drive story.

Each Sunday our church offers prayers for the community. It works like this, if you’re the organized and efficient type that gets to church early enough to write the reason for prayer on the list that is that. However if you are me and apparently most of the other people in my church, Pastor Mark reads the list of prayer requests and then ask if there are any other prayers anyone would like to add, never fails that at least five hands will shoot up. Maybe the opening hymn reminded them of a prayer they wanted said or maybe something else kept them from writing it down ahead of time, whatever the cause there is always a long list of prayers added.

Two Sundays ago I was listening to the prayers and was surprised when one of our church members who I had classified in the “city” group of my brain raised his hand and asked that we all pray for those affected by the drought in Texas and Oklahoma. Now I wasn’t surprised in the least that someone asked for those prayers to be said but I was surprised that it didn’t come out of my own mouth. Our town is a small town outside of Madison.  Many members are the children and grandchildren of farmers but very few live or work on the farm. For some reason, I didn’t realize that people outside of the everyday agriculture world knew of the problems ranchers were facing down south.  We said our prayers and went on our way off to do the things you do on a Sunday after church.

Except that all day, I kept thinking about that prayer request, it was stuck going around in my brain. First, that I had been wearing blinders to the fact others were aware of something in “my” world. Especially frustrating to me since my goal is to reach out to those that aren’t on the farm everyday and help them to realize what farmers and ranchers face each day…. DUH CARRIE!  Second, I felt compelled to do something to help. I keep hearing about cattle ranchers selling their entire herd of cows because they simply can’t get feed. I pictured myself in their shoes, watching my cattle go to auction because I was helpless to fight Mother Nature. As the day went on and my gears kept spinning I came up with part of a plan.

I am organizing a “hay drive” like a food drive but instead of collecting ramen noodles and cans of three bean salad, I am going to collect big square bales of hay because cows don’t like three bean salad. Then I am going to magically transport these bales of much needed feed to the worst areas over 1,000 miles from my doorstep. I told my husband my grand, very loosely formed plan, and he grunted at me. Not exactly the warm feeling I was looking for, but he has since warmed up to the idea, slightly. Sometimes it takes a while for him to see my genius ideas in the same rose colored light that I see. He tends to see the practical things like how in the world am I going to get several thousand pounds of hay to Oklahoma. However as I continue to work my lists of contacts things are falling into place.

Getting the hay, no problem.  I have every confidence in the world that our neighbors and friends will step up to the challenge to donate a few bales of hay especially since we’ve had a great crop in our area. I don’t believe this is the case just because we have full barns but because I know that the people I am asking are the kind of people that care. I was able to reach out via Facebook to some family that I have in Oklahoma that are active in the ag community there and they have agreed to help me out on that end getting the hay to those who need it most.

Once I got this together, I went to the owners of the equipment dealership where I work and asked them if they could help.  And they did. Without a concern for cost or for time they said yes. I was blown away. Dan, one of the owners gave me some contacts in the trucking industry and all of a sudden Dart Hay Service was there offering to take a load down for cost of fuel. This week I sent out a press release, hoping a few people would promise to say a word or two. Yesterday I did a radio interview, took photos for the newspaper and today our local TV station came out to do a story.  And the hay? Its starting to come in! As I knew it would.

I feel good doing this, and I wonder if this is why that prayer was sent up on Sunday. I feel blessed to be a person that can do this, to have wonderful contacts that help spread the word, to work for a company that cares and to be surrounded by farm friends that know we are all in this together.  Last night before bed my husband gave me a kiss goodnight and said “you’re doing a really good thing.” I wasn’t in this for me to feel good in the end, but man, I feel good.

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4 Comments on This is the post that started it all….

  1. Steph
    September 23, 2011 at 7:38 pm (8 years ago)

    After reading this I am so glad that you had the post that started this all 🙂 What a wonderful way to begin your blog! It brought tears to my eyes reading about the prayer requests. I am looking forward to reading and seeing your pictures and posts. I love your header on the top of the page! VERY much Country Carrie!

    • DairyCarrie
      September 23, 2011 at 7:42 pm (8 years ago)

      Who doesn’t love pink burlap?

      • Steph
        September 24, 2011 at 2:29 am (8 years ago)

        I can imagine a few guys may not…. but I doubt there is much they can do about it!! Love the cow also!

        • DairyCarrie
          September 24, 2011 at 2:42 am (8 years ago)

          Exactly! The cow is Norma, she is my pride and joy! I love her to bits.