At the end of the day, I love horses and you, nicotine and caffeine.
It’s enough for me to die in love.
In love with a rough hand holding mine and a dog at my feet.
In love with a sunrise and early morning coffee.
My life framed between the ears of horses—what a blessing that is to me.
In love with quiet evenings talking with God.
In love with you, in love with me.
That’s enough.
And if God, you, horses, and dogs is all I have when I die, in my mind I died having it all.
I went for a walk with God this morning.
He met me in the sunrise and on the dew tipped start of green grass.
I asked Him why I always sense His presence behind me.
He told me He sends His angels out ahead of me.
That they fight with bloody fists, battles that I never see and clear my path before I set my foot upon it.
Then He explained that He walks behind me to guard my back.
He told me He was there blocking knives.
He said He doesn't walk ahead of me; because He promised to never leave me behind.
He promised He would be with me wherever I may go.
Be strong and courageous for the Lord, your God will be with you wherever you may go.
Joshua 1:9
Feet that aren't moving can't be guided.
Take the step, make the move, do the thing.
xoxo, Gussie
