Thursday, September 27, 2007

In the barn this morning, a poem of sorts kept running through my thoughts. OK, maybe not running. Nothing much runs through my mind or legs in the morning... or any other time for that matter. But there were a few morning musings milling about in the gray matter; a thought or two about the sweet peace found in early morning chores and damp snorting horses. A soul provoking stillness echoes through the stalls in the post dawn moments of the day. White gray mist seeps around the open doorways creating a dreamy haze ripe with weighty thoughts and soulful sighs. The snorting and pawing has stopped and the sated equines munch as if in a chorus their morning hay. No symphony ever sounded sweeter than a silence broken only by the poetic crunching of a contented horse.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Why I have's all about the smiles.
You think you have had a hard day.
You are scratching my nose, but I am looking at the camera

Janet and the giant horse
Good friends and cute horses.

Monday, September 10, 2007

As requested
photos of
Kaleb Daniel Kimmel
with his proud papa
Just looking cuteClowing around with Uncle Ned
With his mama, papa, granny, and Uncle Jer

And she fell off her horse...

God gave me a scripture this morning, speaking profound truths to me on many levels. I am in the bread of adversity and water of affliction leg of my journey. I have already fled and fallen, am still weeping a bit but I know the Lord is gracious and will hear my cry; He will bind up my brokenness and heal my wounds.

Jeremiah 30
15 For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel,In returning and rest you shall be saved;in quietness and in trust shall be your strength.But you were unwilling,
16 and you said,No! We will flee upon horses;therefore you shall flee away;and, We will ride upon swift steeds;therefore your pursuers shall be swift.
17 A thousand shall flee at the threat of one;at the threat of five you shall flee,till you are left like a flagstaff on the top of a mountain,like a signal on a hill.
18 Therefore the Lord waits to be gracious to you,and therefore he exalts himself to show mercy to you.For the Lord is a God of justice;blessed are all those who wait for him.
19 For a people shall dwell in Zion, in Jerusalem; you shall weep no more. He will surely be gracious to you at the sound of your cry. As soon as he hears it, he answers you.
20 And though the Lord give you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet your Teacher will not hide himself anymore, but your eyes shall see your Teacher.
21 And your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying, This is the way, walk in it, when you turn to the right or when you turn to the left.
22 Then you will defile your carved idols overlaid with silver and your gold-plated metal images. You will scatter them as unclean things. You will say to them, Be gone!
23 And he will give rain for the seed with which you sow the ground, and bread, the produce of the ground, which will be rich and plenteous. In that day your livestock will graze in large pastures, 24 and the oxen and the donkeys that work the ground will eat seasoned fodder, which has been winnowed with shovel and fork.
25 And on every lofty mountain and every high hill there will be brooks running with water, in the day of the great slaughter, when the towers fall.
26 Moreover, the light of the moon will be as the light of the sun, and the light of the sun will be sevenfold, as the light of seven days, in the day when the Lord binds up the brokenness of his people, and heals the wounds inflicted by his blow.

Sunday, September 09, 2007

Whilst I stood quiet my bones wasted away...
or snapped off as the case may be

I stand firm in the grace of God knowing my redemption is sealed and my transgressions covered by the Cross Work and Resurrection of Jesus. I need not walk in condemnation or fear of retribution for acts committed by my sin nature. Though unseated from its former evil throne it is still able to raise its thorny head spewing pride, anger, unkindness, selfishness, laziness, and immoral thoughts wreaking havoc within my spirit and peppering my loved ones with toxic fallout. I commit the very acts which I despise and do not carry through with the good deeds I my heart yearns to bring forth.

OK, I had planned to tell a story, a true story of which I am still writing in my personal book of life. But sleep is calling loudly. I will have to come back to it. Suffice it to say God is currently in the process of walking me through the fiery furnace of purification and dross burning. The pain is great, but I am in faith for the greater good, and finer silver that will be produced.

Monday, September 03, 2007

Hunky Dory

Much time has passed since my last writing. Too much time. Truly...much has happened that should have been written about. Here is Dory, one of the wonderful horses God has blessed me with since the tragic death of my sweet Ginger. I am sitting here trying to find words to describe the events of this summer. I lost a wonderful horse, but was blessed by God with two sweet equines at no monetary cost to me. The stories behind both are incredible, touching my heart with the generosity and kindness of a new friend and also the surprising compassion a woman I have never met. I want to get it all down, for my sake before I forget the poignancy of it all, but also so that God's goodness can be seen and His praise be sung. But for now, I am sleepy beyond words and must hunt work clothes for my husband and put myself to bed.