| Devonshire Ride |
A Little Perspective Let me teach you. When you are tense, let me teach you to relax. When you are short tempered, let me teach you to be patient. When you are short sighted, let me teach you to see. When you are quick to react, let me teach you to be thoughtful. When you are angry, let me teach you to be respectful. When you are self absorbed, let me teach you to think of greater things. When you are arrogant, let me teach you humility. When you are lonely, let me be your companion. When you are tired, let me carry the load. When you need to learn, let me teach you... after all... I am your horse and that’s how God can use me. Author: W. Lamm |
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GREAT ADVENTURE FELLOWSHIP
H. Cooper Black Ride/ May 23, 2008
The support for the Good Samaritan Colony was exceptional! There were lots of cleaning, and
paper supplies gathered at the ride. Thanks so much! Every little bit helps. And, if you feel
the urge to pray, never let that urge pass without praying. These men need all the prayers
they can get. Some have no one in their lives to support them.
The Ride
Well, some of us made a weekend of it. I arrived Friday afternoon and met a new rider, Katie.
We took off…yes took off. Her quarter horse was teaching my walking horse to “canter-lope”
… I mean lope, or is that canter? We didn’t get it, but we can gallop. Saturday morning was
cool and cloudy. Sweatshirt sales boomed. The renting idea didn’t go over too well. “Rentals
$20.00 a day” – “Sales regular price.” No rentals, but lots of sweatshirt sales. After everyone
was suited up in the mist of rain, Robert Christmas led the troop out on a ride. We had every
age from toddlers to grandmas/grandpas. Everything was going nicely until a little rodeo
action going up an incline. Gina’s horse decided to be the bucking bronco and Gina decided
that she would hit the dirt and hit the dirt she did with great force. Unable to mount up, Gina
waited for a lift from the Game Warden. As she waited, her trusty stead got excited and kicked
poor Gina. Oh well, Gina is very sore with large bruises and David realized he’d sprained an
ankle in the confusion, but all ended up ok. Even if the ride was short, some hung around for
a second ride Saturday afternoon. No rodeos then and all left for the day, intact…even Gina
after a check-up at the hospital. Now, you may think us to be a dangerous group from this
experience, but really we are very careful. This just goes to show that anything can happen
when we’re on 2,000 pound animals. God takes care of His children even when we are a little
silly. And yes, we will all do it again soon - Preferably without rodeo antics.
From the saddle, D. Christmas
The support for the Good Samaritan Colony was exceptional! There were lots of cleaning, and
paper supplies gathered at the ride. Thanks so much! Every little bit helps. And, if you feel
the urge to pray, never let that urge pass without praying. These men need all the prayers
they can get. Some have no one in their lives to support them.
The Ride
Well, some of us made a weekend of it. I arrived Friday afternoon and met a new rider, Katie.
We took off…yes took off. Her quarter horse was teaching my walking horse to “canter-lope”
… I mean lope, or is that canter? We didn’t get it, but we can gallop. Saturday morning was
cool and cloudy. Sweatshirt sales boomed. The renting idea didn’t go over too well. “Rentals
$20.00 a day” – “Sales regular price.” No rentals, but lots of sweatshirt sales. After everyone
was suited up in the mist of rain, Robert Christmas led the troop out on a ride. We had every
age from toddlers to grandmas/grandpas. Everything was going nicely until a little rodeo
action going up an incline. Gina’s horse decided to be the bucking bronco and Gina decided
that she would hit the dirt and hit the dirt she did with great force. Unable to mount up, Gina
waited for a lift from the Game Warden. As she waited, her trusty stead got excited and kicked
poor Gina. Oh well, Gina is very sore with large bruises and David realized he’d sprained an
ankle in the confusion, but all ended up ok. Even if the ride was short, some hung around for
a second ride Saturday afternoon. No rodeos then and all left for the day, intact…even Gina
after a check-up at the hospital. Now, you may think us to be a dangerous group from this
experience, but really we are very careful. This just goes to show that anything can happen
when we’re on 2,000 pound animals. God takes care of His children even when we are a little
silly. And yes, we will all do it again soon - Preferably without rodeo antics.
From the saddle, D. Christmas