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Saturday, June 9, 2012

The Love Of A Pony



 My heart is so full as I watch them come together with such loyalty & love. There are few who truly know the strength of a little girl & her pony. It’s really quite unique & unless you have experienced it yourself, words cannot describe the love & the bond that are fashioned by unspoken devotion. Tessa’s story could have taken a sad turn if it hadn’t been for the one who brought her home to Summer Wind, Karen! So hard to imagine that this special pony was sent to slaughter only to be saved by the hand of a dedicated animal lover. While her build is petite & slender, Tessa exudes strength…her frame adorned with a dark silky coat that shines even on a dreary day. Her radiance not only comes from the hands that groom her, they come from a smile in her heart from the promise of a life filled with more love than a pony’s heart could possibly hold. Like Tessa, Blair is sensitive, & sometimes timid, with brief times of worry that are outnumbered by times of excitement & fun ~ you couldn’t find a more loyal friend than Blair! Karen knew Blair loved horses & that she was determined that riding would “be her thing”, only she was intimidated by the height of Mazey, the horse I have been riding. Mazey is gentile in nature & their friendship so strong on the ground but she expressed her desire for something smaller, something more her size.

The hair on our arms stood with chills as Karen shared her desire to continue her commitment to Tessa by way of a surprise, “giving” Blair the pony for her birthday! Alimony based on care & attention, days full of love and hugs….& of course carrots! With surprise in her eyes like twinkles reflecting from the sun, Blair quickly made 
her way to HER beautiful bay pony who was anxiously awaiting her with a giant pink bow! 


If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes I wouldn’t have believed that a little girl & her pony could have personalities so similar that it’s obvious they don’t need words to express the desires of their hearts. The minute her small hand cupped the soft muzzle of that pony, I knew it was the beginning of a special friendship.

This day 7 years ago my “peanut” weighing 5 lbs 15oz, forever changed our lives & continues to do so daily.  I watch without her knowing & feel an ache by the realization that she will continue to grow up & the day will come where she will no longer need a ride to the barn nor will she sleep just down the hall. As I often do, I pause & absorb her beauty & her soft, sensitive nature. I appreciate who she has become, &  I have faith she will all too soon grow up to be a strong woman in Christ .


As days end nears I am reminded of something I recently read in a wonderful book series called The Walk, “We are all on a walk…I don’t know what’s ahead of me…there are people I’ve yet to meet who are waiting for my path to intersect with theirs, so they can complete their journeys. I don’t know who or where they are, but I know for certain that they are waiting.” I reflected for a moment & realized that it’s about so much more than what WE are getting from those who cross OUR paths, that we must look at what our paths look like & the impact our paths can play in the journey of OTHERS who are waiting for our paths to intersect. Who we are & the people we long to be should have a greater impact on the journey of all those we encounter rather than what they have to offer us! What that path looks like? Well, that’s up to us! 

 I couldn’t be more certain about God’s amazing plan for how he wants our story to unfold. The road map of Tessa’s future so brilliantly took flight by lovingly impacting the heart of the one who saved her. Long ago the path was paved for this 6th Day in June where a sweet pony’s journey would yet again cross with one so similar in nature. The Lord’s plan is so grand as it perfectly unfolds in its rhythmical way like whispers dancing on a summer breeze!!


 I will never tire of these moments with my girls, with my family & friends...moments of time, a carefully planned out journey that will look a little bit differently in the years to come as I appreciate even more that these experiences are molded, by those lives who have intersected with ours!

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