Horse Sense

To live with horses has been my heart’s desire most of my life. I like to think learning more slowly these days has nothing to do with aging (thank you for letting me run with that). In His infinite wisdom God has been teaching me about horses, slowly, gradually by arranging for me to care for friends horses. I suspect that’s so I don’t obsess lose pace with anything else in my life.

When I returned from vacation I noticed the big bay gelding, TheOldMan looking a bit plump. With cooler weather coming I wasn’t terribly concerned about it, but a few days later I noticed he didn’t run to me as he had been doing and there was something different about his gait. Not necessarily bad, simply unusual. Still, my gut told me something was wrong.

I contacted TheOldMan’s people immediately and we arranged for the farrier to visit a.s.a.p. – which was two days later. Meanwhile the dissimilar gait haunted me.

The obvious problem was a thrown shoe, but my gut told me there was more and to not walk him. I felt some relief when Cole moved him to the north pasture where the sweet grass wasn’t as plentiful.

I’ve always been able to “trust my gut”. Thinking about it, I can’t remember a time when harm or at least hurt didn’t result from ignoring my instincts. Soon after I asked Jesus to take the reins of my life I began to learn another way to live – being Spirit led.

“Teach me to do your will, for you are my God;
may your good Spirit lead me on level ground.” Psalm 143:10 (NIV)

From that first day I have prayed and studied the Bible every day. I can’t learn enough about Jesus, God the Father and the Holy Spirit. Over thirty years later there is still more to learn, but God consistently teaches me I can trust Him first and foremost. Essentially He has reconditioned my instincts.

Hanging out with our excellent farrier while he worked I realized I still have so much to learn about horses. Even so, I was right about that gait. The short story is while I was away, TheOldMan gained weight so fast he strained his hooves. He’s fixed up now so we can both walk into a full recovery.

God uses TheOldMan to remind me that as long as I seek and trust Him, He will never lead us astray.

While God uses all of me, I can trust my “gut.”

“For the Lord gives wisdom; from his mouth come knowledge and understanding.” Proverbs 2:6 (NIV)



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12 responses to “Horse Sense

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  2. Adebisi Adetunji M.

    I am glad that TheOldman is alright. Love this last line – While God uses all of me, I can trust my “gut.”

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  4. Thank goodness he’s going to be ok. I was scared that you were going to say he had laminitis. They can be such a worry. He’s very beautiful ☺

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    • Me too! Farrier said he’s headed that way. So, however much he protests we lunge for 20 minutes every morning every afternoon. I’m determined to send him home healthy.

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  5. I’m glad this story had a happy ending for both of you! Also, that last photo of you and TheOldMan needs framing. It’s too perfect for words. 🙂

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  6. I love your practical witnessing. I’m glad the horse is fine and can walk with you now.


  7. That is good news. He’s a beautiful horse and I’m sure you have him back to 100% quickly.

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    • Thanks Jacqui. One hand washes the other. He had a reputation for being a bada**. I find him to be as sweet as he is big & beautiful. Since the Little Red returned to his people’s home TheOldMan settled in and now seems to watch for me. Caring for him is a dirty duty, but I suffer through it (jk of course).

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