God's Will by Jewels From The Word

I was about 7 and tall for my age the first time I sat on a horse. That horse was as tall as the barn. I felt as though I would die if I fell off. The farmer set each of us kids on the back, one at a time, and I thought I would cry. The farmer was one of our folks’ friends out in the country that we’d stop and visit now and then. 

Besides that horse, the only other horses I ever saw were the ones in the Will Rogers Memorial Rodeo parade in Vinita or the ones who walked by our house on the way to the rodeo. 

I loved to see the horses and riders in the parade. Little children on Shetland ponies. Adults on palominos and paints. Always the real cowboys on big horses that stomped and pawed. The bucking broncos at the rodeo. The Rodeo Queen riding on her faithful horse, following the American flag around the arena in the Grand Entry of the Rodeo.

For at least a year I read every horse book I could find in the public library. “Black Beauty” is the only name I remember. I cut horse pictures out of the newspaper or magazines and dreamed of having my own horse some day. 

Then I received a bicycle for my birthday and I forgot all about horses. I felt the same wind in my hair that I would have felt riding a horse, with none of the hard work associated with taking care of a horse. Besides Mother wouldn’t let me have a horse. No place to put it in town.

We only think we know what we want. I only thought I wanted a horse.

It’s so easy to pray for what you want, if it is according to God’s will.

 

Lavon Hightower Lewis
Email me at llewis2138@sbcglobal.net
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