“Beginnings are usually scary, endings are usually sad, but it’s what’s in the middle that counts. So when you find yourself at the beginning, just give hope a chance to float up. And it will.”
― Steven Rogers, Hope Floats
Heaven Sent & Heaven Bound
Last week I got the news that a degenerative disease Ox has was advancing. I’ve had a supernatural peace about all of this and have felt God’s presence so strongly.
I saw the issue the first day I met him, although others didn’t yet see it. I was blessed to totally rebuild his back and top line which kept the issues at bay for a while and allowed him to be a wonderful riding horse before age took it’s toll.
Ox
Ox & I
I have made peace that most likely sooner than later it will be time to help him to heaven. And I’m grateful I was able to make his dreams come true. I know he always dreamed about living with horse family, in a big open space, and with his very own mare. Koya made his dream complete and I’m forever grateful.
Koya, Ox, Laredo
Ox & baby Koya
Funny Not Funny
I shared the news with a friend and jokingly she said “well now you can get one of Maclayne’s babies!”.
Maclayne and his wife Kami are dear friends, and they’re the ones that found Koya for me and Maclayne was her colt starter. They also breed some wonderful horses!! Many that it’s no secret I have a livestock crush on.
Koya & I riding with Maclayne
Anyhow, I called them and told them the news about Ox and what my friend had said. Completely joking. When in a twist of events they shared with me that it was a little ironic as they had a really special filly that Maclayne actually wanted to keep for himself but was just saying I might be a better home for.
Y’see Maclayne would keep her as his work horse, but they knew my love for all things fancy footwork and thought I could do her justice.
I remember having that same weird rush of energy hit me, just like the day Maclayne called me and told me about Koya “Hey Ash, I think I found your horse!”. There’s no doubt God used Maclayne to find me my heart stang. Could God have really used him again to find my next gentle giant?
There’s some other amazing miracles and God’s amazing handiwork going on with the Chlarsons and I. I’ll save that for another sharing. But there’s no denying that the Chlarsons and I were destined to be fruitful friends.
After sitting with it and some Divine nudges, I decided to add this special filly to my herd.
I want you to know that lots can happen by the time this sweet filly is ready to be a riding horse, buying a weanling is definitely a huge gamble! But I had God’s supernatural peace on all of it no matter what happens.
So with that said….. everyone welcome Sunday.
Sunday, 1/2 draft cross filly
Miracle Encounters
“But why did you name her Sunday?”
Glad you asked…. I didn’t!! I came up with the most beautiful list of warrior princess and regal names for this talented ray of sunshine. I was sitting in Church and I asked God, “what’s her name?”.
And I heard Him say “Sunday”.
“But God, did you see the list of amazing names I came up with???”
“Yes, but her name is Sunday.”
I felt that same supernatural peace again, I knew her name was Sunday. Even if I didn’t know if I liked it yet.
A little time went on before my next encounter…
Sunday & her mama
“Do you want to know why her name is Sunday?” God asked me.
“Yes!!!!”
“Fridays will happen in life. Sad things will happen. Challenges will happen. You even may believe a lie for a moment and think the darkness has won. But loving me means you always have the hope of Sunday. You’ll always have everything I did for you on Sunday and everything I will always do for you. So if you find yourself in a Friday, always remember that Sunday is coming”.
I was wrecked. Balled my eyes out! God is so good!
I’d like to remind everyone reading this that all are welcome here, no matter your faith, you are welcome here. I am sharing my faith and vulnerable real moments of my life.
After my encounter I went and told Maclayne and Kami. They totally understood! And we celebrated all God has been doing in our lives!!
…Only God could do this…
The next day I sent them a message, “When was Sunday born?”
To which they wrote back… “May 1st!”
When then Maclayne realized…..
“SUNDAY Mat 1st!!!!!!”
And that is the story of how God held me through a Friday and brought me Sunday.
I know so many of you probably have questions, but this is what I’m ready to share.
You are loved. Believe in your Sunday.
A Time for Everything
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Ecclesiates 3
