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        A man took a horse that had never been handled, never been trained and began working on it. He tied the filly to his saddle and stroked her face and neck, getting the filly to trust him. At first, all the filly needed to do was let her master touch her—to touch her sensitive areas. Slowly the filly began allowing the master to touch her. She stopped jerking away. She stopped pulling on the lead rope.

        He worked on one side of the horse, and then the other: touching, rubbing, praising, and pushing the filly a little farther. She would trot alongside and then the other. She would walk in circles. The master took a saddle blanket and began rubbing it on her neck. He rubbed it all over her back and her sensitive belly and rump. Finally, he placed it on her back. He thumped the blanket. Eventually the filly remained calm.

        A saddle was gently placed on her back. It was tied. The filly was made to walk and trot. The saddle was tightened. Then tightened securely. Attached to her master, the filly trotted calmly.

        The master unhooked the filly from his saddle. She bucked a little, ran a little, but she never went far from the Master. She had learned that she could trust him. The master came near, and she allowed him to pick up her reigns.

        The saddle was thumped. The master made loud noises in her ear. She continued to listen. A rider came and began adjusting the horse to being mounted. The rider got on. The filly didn’t buck. She rode quietly next to her master with the rider atop her back. All this took one hour. A single hour.

        An untrained, skittish horse calmly let a rider sit on her back after one hour—only one hour. The miracle would not have taken place unless the filly had obeyed each little command.

        The ultimate command for the filly was to allow herself to be ridden. But the steps to getting there were to allow the master to touch her sensitive parts. She had to let him tell her where to go. She had to willingly go where the master wanted her to be. She had to trust that the one who was giving her all these instructions was kind. She had to allow first the blanket, then the saddle, then the tightened girth, before she could handle the rider. Each of those were steps and put together; they are a miracle.

        If this is what a man can do with a horse, how much more will God do with me if I let Him?



        What miracle has God worked into your life by your faith and obedient response to the directions He has given you?


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  1. Thankful DadJanuary 16, 2023 at 5:40 AM

    We read this aloud at the breakfast table. Even the littlest listened attentively. It is to our advantage to let the Master train us.

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