Saturday, September 11, 2010
The Paint Horse Tale . . .
At the apartment where we're staying, this horse lives next door.
She's young and homesick for her old home, I think.
And maybe a little rambunctious on top of that.
Young and restless.
(Is that how God sees me? a little rambunctious in my wants and desires? Restless to have it NOW? Spoiled from all the good things he's given me already? But loving me anyway?)
(Do I innocently - or not - seek my own path - the one that will get me THERE faster?
Fortunately, for me, there is God!)
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