We have horses, more than two horses, five horses actually and two donkeys. We do not get to ride much as my Husband travels for work and is away most of the week. But we love our horses and would not choose life without them. Some we have had for several years, but one of them is very young. Her name is Chloe and she is pure joy to be around. She was a rescue, not wanted because she would never race due to an injury. She was due to be shot, so after frantic phone calls and a whirlwind rescue effort she came to live with us in October of 2010.
My Husband and I have made a commitment to try to save as many young horses that folks give up on as we are able. Sometimes it does not work out, our first rescue Koa Paka had to be put down due to a catastrophic hoof break after a year of trying to save her. It was heartbreaking, but if given the chance to do it over, I would make the same choice. She taught us much about being brave, and loving one despite their faults. She was a bright and shining being and I was honored to have her in my life for the short time she was here on Earth.
But our Chloe is a success story, she is strong and has developed well despite her injury. She continues to amaze us with her affection for people. Like most babies removed from their Mama’s too soon, she has been a handful. We nicknamed her “Crash” as she has had a series of accidents, running through fences, trying to leap over fences, and even a run-in with a porcupine! She has had stitches, a deep hoof abscess, and of course the quills of the porcupine removed. But through it all, she has learned to trust us, and she seeks our company when we are out with the horses. She is smart as a whip and her training progresses well. She is a joy to be around and work with.
My Mother sent the “Two Horses” story to me last week. She knows that horses make my heart sing, and she tries to understand as best she can (she is NOT a horse person). This story speaks to me on many levels, I hope you enjoy it.
Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing….
Looking into the eyes of one horse will reveal that he is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him.
This alone is amazing. If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field.
Attached to the horse’s halter is a small bell. It allows the blind friend know where the other horse is, so he can follow.
As you stand and watch these two friends, you’ll see that the horse with the bell is always checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse will listen for the bell and then slowly walk to where the other horse is, trusting that he will not be led astray.
When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, it stops occasionally and looks back, making sure that the blind friend isn’t too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away because we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges.
He watches over us and even brings others into our lives
To help us when we are in need..
Sometimes, we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives.
Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way….
Good friends are like that…You may not always see them, but you know they are always there…Please listen for my bell and I’ll listen for yours, and remember…
Be kinder than necessary-
Everyone you meet is fighting
Some kind of battle.
And leave the rest to God!
FOR WE WALK BY FAITH AND NOT BY SIGHT