|"Hershey in Winter"|
Sunday, February 24, 2013
No splat on the ceiling.
First, thank you for all the prayers, encouragement, and well wishes for Hershey and I. They have been keenly felt these last three weeks.
Second, he is doing much better. The vet is coming to see him tomorrow, and, after this visit, hopefully I will have some more information.
In my last blog post, Another Monday, I shared a little bit about what has been going on with us.
If you know my blog, you know my horse, Hershey. This week he has had some major physical problems that are life threatening. Morning he may seem better, noon he seems not so good, better later, down, up, down, up – and the final results are not in yet. He and I are still on the roller coaster.
Do I know what will happen to Hershey this week? No. My “job” isn’t to know. My “job” is to trust the One Who does know and let Him fill me with His peace.
So, the question is: Will I still trust God regardless of the outcome?
The answer is: Yes.
I do not trust a plastic Christ-o-claus who nods his bobble head and blandly stamps “yes” on every prayer request I make. I trust the Creator of the Universe Who knows me better than I know myself. I trust the one who made me, loves me, and Who gives the very best to me – even when I scream “ouch” at the top of my lungs and tell Him that is NOT what I want.
So, does that make me feel like my prayers go splat on the ceiling and are useless? No. I ask. God listens. I listen. I listen, but I never hear “splat”. You see, I know He loves me enough to sometimes tell me no. And I love Him enough to tell Him “thank you” after I stop yelling “ouch”.
And you shall seek me, and find me, when you shall search for me with all your heart.