Over Christmas, at a ranch down in Texas, I got to really ride a horse for the first time ever. I was exaggatively afraid to get on. But I was promised it was an easy 45-minute trail ride and everything would be fine. My niece Bessie was the coercive force behind me saying "yes." She wasn't afraid. Why should I be?
Oh my...it was crazy amazing. These beautiful creatures. All this power underneath you. The trust and friendship that is formed between human and horse. I feel like a kid again just thinking about horses now. What service animals. They have served and served people for so long. They just remind me of Jesus. How He lives to serve us. How he loves to befriend us and move us in His power with strength and grace. At whatever pace we can handle or is needful. I'm in love with the horse...and if this post is just plain sappy, ask my husband. I am all sap when it comes to horses these days.
He took me to a dancing horse show the other night. Again, amazing. I was filled with such emotion when the white horses came out. Something about it all. Can't wait to ride again.
And surely if people can train those horses to do the cha-cha-cha, etc., I can train one to poop outside. Then it could be an indoor/outdoor horse. That would be kind of fun(ny). And I'll probably try it someday.
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