My leather Ariats (western boots) got wet yesterday. Eleven of us went trail riding. Some girls from Cedarville University were visiting for the weekend. Shiloh set it up...just called the Franklins.
We went for a nice sunny ride. Shiloh and I taught many of them how to saddle and do horsey stuff. There were a few who had never ridden. We rode for about 45 minutes up the mountain trail. I listened to one of the riders as she talked about her horse back home six hours away and how she was so thankful for the ride. I sang to her my Spring Trail Ride song http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/marybethbrace1 and she liked it very much - especially about the part of going away to college.
During the ride we heard the distant thunder. We were over have way through the ride. We didn't make it back without sprinkles starting, and as we rode through the pasture gate the sprinkles bacame a down pour. By the time the saddles and bridles were put away and the horse chores completed, we were drenched.
It's so uncomfortable getting caught in the rain because we have to drive home in the truck for ten minutes soaking wet and feeling miserable. I was so wet my shoes made that squishy sound like I had jumped into creek with them on. It will be awhile before they are completely dry in this muggy weather. The crazy thing was...just as we sat our wet selves onto the truck seat and drove across the camp's old entrance bridge headed for home, the sun came out again.
I always wonder why things like that happen. I ask myself, was God protecting me from something? We did have to quit riding quite suddenly. If we had stayed longer would there have been an accident? I find that praising God for the U-turns in life may not be so bad after all. They may just be just His protection.
I've seen other evidences of God's protection:
Why did Shiloh's truck tire go flat the moment she was headed to the falls? Why did the brakes on her friend's car start smelling bad when they started off towards those falls again. Shiloh says it's because I was praying she wouldn't go cliff jumping. I wasn't praying that. I was just praying that she would be sensible and safe and that God would protect her.
Did God protect us so many years ago when we were going to haul a horse to Virginia? We had the trailer all fixed and ready to go. Four more days and we would be on our way, but the night before the trip - the night before we were to go pick up the horse to be on our way - the horse got struck by lightning and died. It was so sad, but we went on the trip anyway to visit our friends. That trip certainly was adventurous with all the crazy roads we drove on to get to our destination. I still ask myself, was that animal moved out of the way so that we would not be injured?
Over and over I'm feeling God's protection in life. Now as I drive along these curvy mountain roads and I get frustated because I'm stuck behind a very slow driver and I can't pass, the thought that just maybe God is protecting me from something up ahead makes me just settle down and enjoy the slow drive. It's a nice thought...and much better than getting all uptight over the situation. Over and over. I realize God's perfect love more and more.
Hmmm. It's just like practicing the artwork. I realizee God's perfect love more and more.
Psalms 91:14-16 "Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him; I will set him on high because he has known My name. He shall call upon Me and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble; I wll deliver him and honor him. With long life I will satisfy him and show him My salvation"