- Crossing the Lines - a Rhyming Moan on the Ringing Phone
- Help for Horse Lovers: 12 Steps for Horse Addicts
- How You Cheer Me
- NEIGH - Five Ways to Support One Whose Horse Has Died
- Perturbia in Suburbia - a Poetic Roar on the Folks Next Door
- The Organ Recital
Thursday
Never Say Neigh
Monday
Down with Drama
Wednesday
"R" is for . . . Relaxing from Rigors
Posted for a variety of prompts:
ABC Wednesday (“R is for . . . “)
Camera Critters (photo/s)
Easy Street Prompts (“naïve”)
Heads or Tails (“Share an Autumn Memory”)
One Single Impression (“courage”)
Read – Write – Poem (“fear”)
Scenic Sunday (photo/s)
Seek the Lord Sunday (“How has God touched your heart?”)
Simply Snickers (“horizon,” “hover” and “human””)
Slice of Life Sunday (“crossing boundaries”)
Sunday Scribblings (“stranger”)
Totally Optional Prompts (“sound”)
Weekend Snapshot (photo/s)
Word-Filled Wednesday (“the wise man”)
Wordless Wednesday – Everyday (photo/s)
“R” is for . . . Relaxing from Rigors
photos c2008 by Nickers and Ink
“Therefore everyone who hears these words of Mine
and puts them into practice is like a wise man
who built his house on the rock.”
Matthew 7:24
A feral foal will stand at rest –
Allowing grooming, no protest.
Though burrs be tangled in his mane,
His energies he may contain.
He’ll hover there for human care,
With equine heart a-beating fair.
No stranger may approach him thus,
But those who bend to earn his trust.
Such high horizons beckon all,
Where courage may send fear a-fall.
These interactions school the soul,
Eliminating crowd’s control.
We need to bridle burning pasts
To build a legacy that lasts.
For saddled with concerns untamed
We merely march in meter, maimed.
The wisest man knows how to live;
To temper stress, one must forgive.
May sound a bit naïve, but true,
That crossing boundaries lifts view.
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H Is for . . . Happy Horses
Posted for a variety of prompts:
ABC Wednesday (“H is for . . . “)
Heads or Tails (“box”)
Hump Day Humor (“oil”)
In Other Words (“Pressing Close to God”)
Matinee Muse (“rising above”)
Meme Express (“swap ideas”)
Pet Peeve Tuesday (“Do They Think We’re Stupid?”)
Totally Optional Prompt (“conversations”)
Wordless Wednesday (photo/s)
“H” Is for . . . Happy Horses
Photo c2007 by Nickers and Ink
Jump-Start on Smarts –
Pastoral Wisdom . . . From the Pasture
We swap ideas and comprehend
The truths of life,
An end to strife
And our opinions recommend.
We often think outside the box;
Press close to God – see, here He walks.
For smart are we,
Here in our glee.
With oil of wonder, our life rocks.
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Saturday
Falling Off Your Horse - Getting Over the Unscheduled Dismount

Back in the Saddle Again
Whoop-pi-ti-yi-yo
Rockin' to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoop-pi-ti-yi-yay
I go my own way
Back in the saddle again.
Gene Autry (The Singing Cowboy)
Falling Off Your Horse - Getting Over the Unscheduled Dismount
Have you been launched by your Lippizan? Pitched by your pony? Heaved by your Hanoverian? Thrown by your Thoroughbred? Upended by your Appaloosa? Catapulted by your Quarterhorse? Abandoned by your Arabian? Sprung by your Selle Francais?
Ask any seasoned equestrian how many times he or she has fallen off a horse. An honest horseman will likely run out of fingers, just trying to count his or her landings. English and Western equestrians alike will claim that you haven't really become a rider until you have hit the dirt a few times.
One of the main appeals of horsemanship is the risk, the challenge, and the rush that comes from doing something daring. After all, we ride living creatures, about ten times our size, with wills of their own. When we can enlist their full cooperation, it is magic. When we can't, we can experience crash landings.
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Friday
A Yearling's Reminder

A Yearling's Reminder -
Learning Holiness from a Horse
"I will follow You wherever You go."
Luke 9:57b
Not long ago, I was working with a favorite little yearling colt, when he kicked me.
This little guy and I have been together for about a year now - ever since the day he was weaned from his momma. He trusts me, and I trust him. He will follow me anywhere - even into dark nooks and crannies of the barn - and even past loud, scary farm machinery.
However, on this occasion, somehow it was different. I was grooming him in a stall that was not his own home - when a scary old stallion stuck his head through the bars of the neighboring stall and snarled at him. The big stud just pinned his ears back and growled. (OK, I know horses don't really growl, but that's how it sounded.)
My little friend nearly jumped out of his skin. Usually, I can anticipate him quite well. Horses communicate largely through body language. But this time, I was leaning underneath him, brushing burrs off his belly. I didn't notice his eyes growing wide and surprised.
Frightened, he suddenly kicked out -- and my upper leg caught his reaction. I have a lovely colorful bruise - the size of a Major League baseball - to remember this occasion.
I did have to get after him a bit - to teach him not to repeat this dangerous behavior. Even so, within moments, I was brushing and hugging and speaking soothing words to him again. ("That's my good boy. Who's my handsome little horsey? What a special colt you are.") I can really be quite silly about this guy.
What does this have to do with faith?
The incident made me think about how God loves us. How many times - a day - do we suddenly get startled by something that happens to us and kick out, even at the One who protects us?
That night, I looked at the technicolor contusion, as it spread across my thigh. I thought about Jesus, who was bruised for our iniquities - our sins. The bruised stripes on His back led to our healing from the effects of sin and death. (See Isaiah 53:4-5.)
Even as we were bruising Him, He was calling out to His Father - our Father - on our behalf. "Father, forgive them, for they don't know what they are doing." (See Luke 23:34.)
How right He was!
Most of the time, we really don't know what we are doing.
My little horse will always be a horse. Sure, I can work with him - I can train him and teach him, and he will learn to trust and obey me. But he will still be a horse, and I must always remember that he could (at anytime) react just like a horse. He simply can't help it. It's his nature.
I carry a nature too - my human nature. Like Paul, I do not always do what I know I should do. (See Romans 7:7-25.) Instead, I sometimes revert to my old sin nature - the one that Jesus nailed to the cross. But, when I do fail Him, He calls me back, and He picks me up, and He reminds me that I still belong to Him. He reassures me and tells me again that He loves me and I can trust Him.
That's how God feels about me - and that's how He feels about you!
And when we let Him lead us - when we trust Him - He will lead us beside quiet waters and comfort and guide and feed and sustain us! (See Psalm 23.)
For He loves us with an everlasting love - He doesn't drag us along with a nasty rope, but He draws us with gentle cords of love. (See Jeremiah 31:3.)
We can cast all our cares upon Him, for He cares for us. (See 1 Peter 5:7.)
Looking back, I realized something. If this little paint colt could trust and follow me, with all my questions, then surely I should be able to trust the all-knowing Creator!
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