I had a knock on the door this evening: Two kids wanted to ride Blue (Anna and Tyler). I was terribly tired from working today, but who can resist those smiles, and those pleading eyes? So I saddled up old faithful Blue and stood watching as he plodded along, or picked up speed to find his gait when Anna asked him. I'm so glad I have a horse I can share with the neighborhood children. Tyler asked, "How old is Blue?", so I told him I'd check his registration papers and see. That's when I found out Blue will be eleven years old next Sunday. What can you get a horse who has everything?
This amazing animal is one of the best things that ever happened to me, and I know God brought us together. He's the horse I dreamed about as a little girl. He has the patience of Job, the heart of Seabiscuit, and the stamina of an elephant.
Thank You, God. And happy birthday, Blue... the horse of my dreams.