I Should Have Known
I should have known by
the way he was dipped in bronze and gold that he was a special gift from
God.
I should have known that he would come here to remind me that what God does
is Great, and Beautiful and Majestic.
I should have known that
to be in the presence of greatness would mean joy beyond my dreams, and then
pain so deep at the loss.
I should have known by
the way he stepped so softly yet carried such a big presence that this is
how the Lord walks in front of us.
No obstacle too
high.
I should have known that
he wasn't of this world - but like all horses, sent from God to remind us
of the Beauty and the Strength and the Fragility of our own existence
here.
And I should have known
that his life, like ours, exists on the heavenly plane and that his time
here would be, brief, and fleeting.
And as he figured out how to hop on three-legs and load himself into the
ambulance facing fear and unbearable pain...because it was what he was
asked to do.
And as I sat begging and pleading, I knew that his was to show us beauty
and grace, that the pain of this world was not for him.
And the doctor turned to
us with tears and said, "This horse is a champion!"