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Topic: GATHERING (07/14/16)
TITLE: Horse Camp
By Don Buschert
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There is one mare in particular I single out. A scarred one; years of neglect under a careless previous owner. Zig found her and brought her here to his ranch. Zig knew, that underneath all that hurt, she had a wonderful heart.
I draw closer to this beautiful animal which thrives on human contact. She senses me and quietly grunts. Each week of camp, brings new riders who care for her - aiding in her healing. And she in turn has reciprocated so much joy and restoration to her riders.
Now the girls arrive, excited and chattering amongst themselves. Each will get to select one horse from the herd, one they will groom, look after, tack and ride all week.
There is one anxious looking girl that stands out. A loner. Not accepted by her group. She’s looking over the herd, excited to find that one special friend, but is very anxious. She is more concerned whether the other girls will accept her. I pat the white spot on her forehead; the only white spot on her light brown body. She senses the girl too.
The girls each in turn wander out into the corral, but the anxious girl remains. Frightened, not of the horses, but of the crowd of adolescent girls around her. Girls that have already judged her. She keeps her hands in her kangaroo jacket which limps over her body.
I pat the mare gently on the rear, sending her towards the girl.
"Miesha, look. I think Summer likes you," said Zig with a grin, leaning over her way.
Miesha’s heart stopped in her throat as she watched Summer slowly make her way to the spot at the corral fence where she stood. "Look," said one. "That horse is going to her". The crowd of girls gasped and watched. Miesha self-consciously and apprehensively stepped forward, taking the lead rope with trembling hands. Summer whinnied and grunted satisfactory. She wished none of the other girls would see this; yet out of the corner of her eye she saw the admiration many of them had.
"Hi there, Summer," Miesha whispered. There was so much relief and joy building inside her.
A few weeks ago Miesha accepted the Lord into her heart. I wasn’t present for that, but the inward changes were taking effect. Her father wasn't around much in her life, and perhaps out of guilt, recently decided to send her to Horse Camp. It wasn't a Christian camp, and Miesha was terrified of the rejection she anticipated from her peers. Yet in her new-found faith, here she was. God was sweet, not only giving her a horse like Summer, but also doing it with the amazing creative kindness that is His nature.
"Okay campers, once you've got your horse, lead it to the stable," hollered Zig.
A dark black-haired pretty girl with bright almond eyes came alongside Miesha. "I like your horse. I like that she came to you. That's so special."
"Thanks," replied Miesha. "Your horse looks good too. Ride much?"
"First time. My name is Kit." Kit gave her an accepting grin.
"I'm Miesha." She turned to look at Kit and her beautiful smile. The wind blew Kit’s black hair around her face, wrapping it like a shawl.
"I've never been away from home like this either," said Kit, a hint of fear betraying her smile. "Have you?"
"Yes, lots of sleepovers with cousins at the cabin. Our outdoor ed went on a campout last year. But it's my first time at a camp like this.”
"Isn't this exciting?" exclaimed Kit, picking up the pace, leading her horse faster.
Miesha beamed, as she walked faster, leading Summer alongside who she hoped would be a new friend, her confidence growing strong now, as she blended in with the rest of the campers.
We angels see that beasts have the most to lose with The Fall. They experience a fear and dread of Man that is inconceivably unfair. They suffer long and hard in a dying world that is slowly passing away. Yet those same beasts have it in them to bring restoration to this same sinful race.
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