Posted on January 14, 2016 by administrator

Subject: A LESSON FROM HORSES

Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it. From a
distance, each looks like every other horse. But if you stop your car, or
are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing. Looking into the
eyes of one horse will disclose cheap jerseys that he is blind. His owner has chosen not
to have him put down, but has made a good home for him. This alone is
amazing.
If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell. Looking around
for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller
horse in the field. Attached to her halter is a custom jerseys small bell. It lets her
blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her. As you stand and watch
these two friends, you’ll see how she is always checking
on him, and that he
will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that
she will not lead him astray. When she returns to the shelter of the barn
each evening, she stops occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend
isn’t too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because
we are not perfect or because we have problems or challenges. He watches
over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in
need. Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing
bell of those who God places in our lives. Other times we are the guide
horse, helping others see.
Good friends are like this……….You don’t always see them, but you know
they are always there.
Please listen for my bell and I’ll remember to listen for yours

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An old cowboy was riding his trusty horse followed by his faithful dog along an unfamiliar road. The man was enjoying the new scenery, when he suddenly remembered dying, and realized that the dog beside him had been dead for years, as had his horse. Confused, he wondered what was happening, and where the trail was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall that looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch topped by a golden letter “H” that glowed in the sunlight.

Standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in Cheap Football Jerseys the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like gold.

He rode toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. Parched and tired out by his journey, he called out, cheap oakleys outlet ‘Excuse me, where are we?’

‘This is Heaven, sir,’ the man answered.

‘Wow! Would you happen to have some water?’ the man asked.

‘Of course, sir. Come right in, and I’ll have some ice water brought right up.’

As the gate began to open, the cowboy asked, ‘Can I bring my partners, too?’

‘I’m sorry; sir, but we don’t accept pets.’

The cowboy thought for a moment, then turned back to the road and continued riding, his dog trotting by his side.

After another long ride, at the top of another hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a ranch gate that looked as if it had never been closed. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree oakleys outlet and reading a book.

‘Excuse me,’ he called to the man. ‘Do you have any water?’

‘Sure, there’s a pump right over there. Help yourself.’

‘How about my friends here?’ the traveler gestured Chinese to the dog and his horse.

‘Of course! They look thirsty, too,’ said the man.

The trio went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with buckets beside it. The traveler filled a cup and the buckets with wonderfully cool water and took a long drink, as did his horse and dog.

When they were full, he walked back to the man who was still standing by the tree. ‘What do you call this place?’ the traveler asked.

‘This is Heaven,’ he answered.

‘That’s confusing,’ the traveler said. ‘The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.’

‘Oh, you mean the place with the glitzy, gold street and fake pearly gates? That’s hell.’

‘Doesn’t it make you angry when they use your name like that?’

‘Not at all. Actually, we’re happy they screen out the folks who would leave their friends behind.’