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Date Posted: 17:26:58 11/30/02 Sat
Author: Cheri
Subject: Friday's inspiration..
In reply to: Cheri 's message, "A New Week. Daily Inspirations, and Horse Facts.." on 18:21:58 11/25/02 Mon



EMERGING FROM THE FOG

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Hebrews 11:1-3 (NRSV)


Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. Indeed, by faith our ancestors received approval. By faith we understand that the worlds were prepared by the word of God, so that what is seen was made from things that are not visible.

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I, the LORD your God, hold your right hand; it is I who say to you, "Do not fear, I will help you."

- Isaiah 41:13 (NRSV)

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WE were driving home from a convention when we encountered a very dense fog. I could barely see, yet it was dangerous to pull over because I could not see the roadside. My husband and I prayed hard, and I kept driving for what seemed miles. My fingernails were cutting into my hands from gripping the steering wheel so hard. Finally, we made it through the fog safely and saw the beginning of a beautiful morning.

Last year our son died. As a result I felt as if I were in a similar dense fog with zero visibility. I went about my daily activities with little thought about the task at hand. I smiled, but the smile had no joy behind it. I went through many stages of grief but still felt empty. Yet I could not pull over and wait for the pain to pass.

Now after almost two years, I feel as if I am emerging from the fog. My pain is still here, but it is not as severe as it was. I am beginning to see beautiful mornings again, and I am thankful for my dear husband, my family and friends. Most of all, I know that God has held my hand every moment-and still does.


Prayer: When fear and uncertainty enter our lives, O God, help us to
trust that you hold our hand. Amen.

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY:
When fog surrounds us, God is there with us.

-- Jeanette Boals (Florida, U.S.A.)

PRAYER FOCUS: Parents whose child has died
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[> Friday's horse fact.. -- Cheri, 17:37:34 11/30/02 Sat




Health concerns of Mules and Donkeys..


Part 10..


Surefooted To The End..


Then, there is the matter of surefootedness. I can personally attest that there is no more surefooted riding or pack animal than the mule.
Betsy Hutchins explains it this way:

"The surefootedness of the mule is partly physical and partly psychological. The mule has a narrower body than a horse of the same height and weight. He gets this from the ass side of his family. His legs are strong and his feet are small and neat. This narrow structure and small hoof configuration enable him to place his feet carefully and neatly. His other advantage is psychological. Mules have a tendency to assess situations and act according to their views--most of which have to do with self-preservation."

Her comments recall to mind an incident when we were packing into the Beartooth Mountains of Montana. My lead pack mule at the time was a horse mule who was aptly named Rowdy. He had carried a very heavy load on the ride into the mountains and had settled into a workmanlike pace that was all business.

Because much of what he carried involved food and beverages that had been consumed, his load on the way down was much lighter. Without a heavy workload to occupy him, Rowdy became bored.

We were working our way down a mountain slope on a trail that was very safe. On the right was a very narrow ridge some three or four feet high and to the left was a gently sloping mountainside. However, on the other side of the narrow ridge was a river gorge. Jump over that ridge and you would be on a long death plunge.

I was riding along half asleep with Rowdy on a slacker-than-usual lead line when my wife let out a startled yell. I swung around in the saddle and there was Rowdy casually walking along the top of that ledge as though he were taking a Sunday stroll in the park. I quickly gave a hard jerk on the lead line and down he popped, with the guilty air of a child who had gotten caught with his hand in the cookie jar. He had been strolling in surefooted fashion, gazing down at the river, along a ledge that I never would have asked any horse or mule to negotiate. In fact, I would have declined to walk it on foot.

Tomorrows fact .. Health Concerns


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