Right on Time God

 

God is so good. . . How many times have things like this occurred to Jackie and I.

We live in the heart of Amish country.  The Amish use horse and buggies for transportation, horses for farm field work, etc. So we are surrounded by horses.

 I awoke this morning, feeling like I hadn't slept last night.  I was exhausted, had a slight headache. . . just needed more sleep.  I let work know that I would be in late, and rested until I felt ready to face the day.

Spent some time sipping coffee, petting the dogs, watching the various birds and a squirrel feed at the feeders before heading off to work

As I drove west on U.S. 20 toward LaGrange, Indiana, I thought I saw a horse  up in the distance, maybe ¼ mile up the road.  Too far away to tell for sure, but as I drove I was thinking maybe it was a glimpse of a buggy just leaving the road, or someone riding a horse, neither of which is uncommon in these parts, in the heart of Amish country.

So I kept my eyes open along the north side of the road as I drove, until I came upon a large black horse standing in a yard along the road totally alone, and free.

I quickly pulled my car over, left it running as I jumped out and walked slowly toward the horse.  I was very fearful, as It ran toward U.S. 20, up to the shoulder, before another passing vehicle scared the horse back into the yard that I was parked next to.

I was terrified.  I didn't want to see that horse get hit.  I was praying as hard as I've ever prayed.  I slowly walked toward him, keeping between him and the road. . . as I walked, I used something I'd seen on a TV series the Jackie and I love, Heartland.  In one of the episodes, Ty (one of the main characters) was trying to keep a mustang from moving in a particular direction, and he spread his arms wide as he walked toward him, so not knowing what else to do, that's what I did.

I walked slowly toward him, with my arms outspread, and he slowly retreated until he was between the white house in the picture, and the fence to the right of the red little barn.

Another lady apparently saw what was going on, and pulled her car off the road, and was very slowly making her way toward the horse on my right.  Soon I saw a young Amish girl, maybe in her mid-teens, walking down her driveway across U.S. 20 toward us.

Her house had several horses fenced in their front yard.  I asked if this was her horse, and she replied 'no'.  Before she had gotten there I had gone and pounded on the door of the house we were at, but no one answered.

 We couldn't see any obvious place at the little farm we were at, where the horse could have gotten loose from.  There were two horses in a fenced area to the right of the little red barn, but all the gates looked to be secure.

She went into the little barn, and came back with a lead.  The horse was much more accepting of her approach, than mine.  She was able to calmly walk up to the horse, and attach the lead to its halter.

We opened the little barn door, and clipped the lead to a rail in the little barn.  We had no idea if the horse was theirs. . . No plate or VIN to run to find the true owner. . .  🙂  

But I rejoiced, thanked the other lady, and profusely, almost weeping. . .thanked the young Amish girl for her assistance, spent much of my drive to work worshiping and thanking God.

God is so good. . . a minute or two earlier. . . a minute or two later. . . the results could have been completely different. . . the timing was God perfect. . . We serve an ON TIME GOD!!!!!

Thank you Lord for watching out for Your creation.

I love You my God. . .

❤

Dave 

I stopped at the little farm on my way home after work, knocked on the door and a young Amish woman answered.  I told her what had occurred that morning, with the horse loose, and how we put in her barn.  She laughed, and thanked me, and said that when she and her husband came home, they wondered how the horse got into the barn. . .