Trust Me

halo and mac

Halo and Mac

“Come on Mac,” I urge, leading the gelding out of the paddock.

“Hold up, Halo,” I direct the mare attempting to squeeze out the gate by following close on Mac’s heels.

I lead Mac in front of the barn to strip and fold his blanket before leading him out to pasture. As I remove his halter, Mac instantly turns toward the pasture gate, looking expectantly for Halo…stepping tentatively toward the open gate as though contemplating running back to the paddock.

“No, no!” I caution, “Don’t come back out.”

Closing the gate, I continue, “I know you’re worried about her. It’s okay.  I’m going to do what’s best for both of you.  Trust me.”

Our two Palominos have become virtually inseparable, each pining for the other anytime they are apart.

As I walk back toward the barn, I hear Halo snorting and blowing her lips. Approaching the paddock gate, I shake my head, snorting and blowing in playful imitation.  “It’s okay, girl!” I laugh.

Slipping the halter over her nose, I continue, “You don’t like situations you can’t control, do you? Things are happening different from how you think they should, and that frustrates you, doesn’t it?  It’s okay.  I understand.  Just trust me.  I know what I’m doing and I have your best interest at heart.”

I smile to myself, as I lead Halo around to care for her before turning out to pasture with Mac.

Although I am neither a horse nor a horse expert, I do empathize with their concern and frustration. I also get concerned when those I love are outside my protection zone.  I also tend to get frustrated when circumstances outside my control seemingly spiral in a direction against my will.

And those words of comfort I spoke to the horses…those are the same words the Holy Spirit whispers to me in times of need, “It’s okay. Don’t worry.  I know what I’m doing and I have your best interest at heart.  Trust me!”

Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; but I tell you, not even Solomon in all his glory clothed himself like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass in the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the furnace, how much more will He clothe you? You men of little faith! And do not seek what you will eat and what you will drink, and do not keep worrying. (Luke 12:27-29)

How do you trust God with difficult situations?


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