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From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you stop your car, or are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing....
If you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell.
Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the smaller horse in the field.
Attached to the horse's halter is a small bell. It lets the blind friend know where the other horse is, so he can follow.
As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see that the horse with the bell is always checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse will listen for the bell and then slowly walk to where the other horse is, trusting that he will not be led astray.
When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, it stops occasionally and looks back, making sure that the blind friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.
He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need..
Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives.
Other times we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way....Good friends are like that... You may not always see them, but you know they are always there.
Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours. And remember...
Be kinder than necessary - everyone you meet is fighting some kind of battle.
Live simply, love generously, care deeply, speak kindly......
Leave the rest to God
14 comments:
That spoke to my heart this morning -That is a "wonderful story."
vickie
Just the best, Patty
Beautiful story and thought Patty. Kindness is the condiment that makes life more than just palatable...ap
A very beautiful story! And I wish that people were as helpful to each other as those two horses. Have a great day!
May we all learn to "hear" a bell that is ringing for us, and be a "bell" ringer for those who in need.
Loved this post today!
What a moving story, Patty ! It is better to be the guide horse with the bell, but so many people are the blind one and they need help from the guide horse with the bell.
Fabulous post.
This post was wonderful and brought cheer to my day.
What a wonderful post. So true. Thanks for the reminder.
This is a beautiful story Patty. Thanks for sharing. The world would be such a nicer place if everyone in it followed the lead of these 2 horses and their caring master!
Ooooh, that is so beautiful! And so true...I'm grateful for the wisdom of friends. God has certainly given me the privilege of knowing and sharing the lives of some wonderful people.
About my sweet Dad--we thought it might be the anesthesia at first--the accident happened last July. Mom walked away, but Dad was scalped and has a broken neck. The top of his head had a 1 percent chance of healing--but I watched the miraculous advance of flesh and skin over bare bone,and now the top of his head just has a little redness to it. Astonishing, really.
Daddy was in WW2, he was capured and put into a Nazi War camp--Stalag B and Bad Orb. Both places were horrible--and for years the men held there were under government order not to say anything about what happened to them. Dad isn't the only WW2 vet to struggle with flashbacks.
Apparently these noble men did exactly that--and now that they are old and frail, these memories are emerging almost as reality. Dad is constanly plagued by the spectre of a German soldier who tried to choke him to death--along with other things.
It is a scary thing to see my strong gentle Daddy this way.
Thank you for your kind comments. I really appreciate them--and you.
PS I was looking at the photos of your family--and I wanted to say they look like a lovely fun bunch!
Beautiful, Patty! Thank you for sharing it.
Have a nice evening.
Renie
PS. Getting ready for a week's worth of company, so I have been busy,
Beautiful story, Patty!
We could all learn a lesson from God's creatures.
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