But, MOM, I Neeeeeeeeed a Horse!

Like most young girls, Beka longs for a horse.

More than longs, she begs for a horse.

Her Daddy, being the kind and kinda' crazy man he is,

once promised her a pony if she never got married

 and lived with us forever.

OK, she was five at the time,

but he doesn't understand the power of words.

She heard the promise of the horse.

At five, she wasn't interested in marital status,

so pledging to be single to be a cowgirl meant nothing to her.

As she grows up, she  now realizes that maybe,

just maybe,

she might want to get married after all.

She wants kids, and she knows she needs a husband,

so the dilmena is pretty big in her 9 year old mind.

But, she really, really, really wants that horse Dad "promised."

"But, Mom, he promised!"

Like wives occasionally have to do,

I had to step up to the plate for my hubby.

I tried explaining to Beka that Daddy was just kidding.

"He promised."

I tried explaining there wasn't enough room in our backyard for a horse.

"Uh, huh, we can get rid of the trampoline."

 I tried explaining there were rules against having a horse in the city.

"Then we can move into the country."

I tried explaining and explaining and explaining.

That girl just wanted a horse.

So, like all good moms,

I got her a horse.

I found this lovely thing on the curb.

For free.

Who in their right mind would want this?

Then I bought this for $2. 

The stick was broken in half.

Who in their right mind would want a Stick Horse with a broken stick?

Combine those two things,

with this little Hubby Dun Did the Honey Do Thing....

and a little spray paint and you have

a

horse.

Can you believe,

I don't have a picture of the horse?

You have to use your imagination,

like I did to make it.

I assure you, it looks real.

I'm sure the neighbors might call the city on me

for unlawfully boarding a horse in the city.

With some boards and two folding chairs,

the horse pulls a wagon.

With a gun and a bandana,

the horse helps catch Bad Guys.

With a little spiritual dreaming on my part,

it's a tangible reminder of a great promise.

Proverbs 21:31

 The horse is prepared for the day of battle,

But deliverance is of the LORD.

Seriously, when I see horses,

I think of this verse.

I'm not just trying to cram a spiritual lesson into a boring blog.

We like to think our own talents, abilities, wisdoms and even

our spiritual understanding and prayers bring  victory.

We're wrong.

Victory or deliverance, is from the Lord.

I don't know about your current situation,

but  some trials have made me cry to the Lord for

deliverance.

We have the easy part,

we prepare the horse.

The Lord's responsible for the hard part,

the deliverance.

Do you need deliverance?

I'd love to pray for you.

Share your heart,

the battle that's raging,

and allow me help prepare your horse for battle.

I'm good at

preparing horses.