One
minute I was on top of the horse. The next minute I was crumpled on the ground.
How did it happen? The horse is old and
grumpy. Riding has given me much joy,
but that horse has been a great challenge.
I maybe let my concentration slip, and the horse was more irritated than
usual. My glasses flew off and I was
blind because they were not on my face.
I found them and stood up but I was shaky. My mom had me lie down while she cradled my
head in her lap. She was worried, I
knew, but she remained upbeat. My right
leg was sore but I could move everything.
I was stunned. I finally was
allowed to get up and the horse was gone.
I wanted to ride. My trainer knew
that and called for a horse. After many
minutes a new horse came. He was a good
horse, but anxiety rose up within me. My
trainer recognized it and slowed the pace.
Mom was encouraging me. The
lesson ensued and I went to drink a bit of tea.
I
had prayed to be a blessing at the stable that morning. Was I a blessing? I do not know, but I pray we were that
morning. I pray our love of Jesus was
reflected in our faces and actions, even under pressure. That is what God calls us to do. Our obedience brings that blessing to us and
others.
God
protected me. I do not have one bruise
as a result. I was sore for two days,
and now I am fine. I will be back in the
saddle on Friday!
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