This is Where I Belong

Sadly, today was my last day of horseback riding this semester. I'm in the Horses and Horsemanship class and we go out and ride for two hours every week. Because of our abnormally wet and cold winter, our lab was cancelled more than I would have liked for it be. Nevertheless, I have thoroughly enjoyed this class. We were each assigned a horse for the semester and I have been riding a sorrel mare named Hissy.

Today was incredibly windy, at least out at the barn. The ride was beautiful and Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron came to my head. As the wind whipped across the plain, I truly felt that I could hear it calling my name, as this Bryan Adam's song so beautifully depicts.

I hear the wind across the plain

A sound so strong - that calls my name

It's wild like the river - it's warm like the sun

Ya it's here - this is where I belong

Under the starry skies - where eagles have flown

This place is paradise - it's the place I call home

The moon on the mountains

The whisper through the trees

The waves on the water

Let nothing come between this and me

Cause everything I want - is everything that's here

And when we're all together - there's nothing to fear

And wherever I wander - the one thing I've learned

It's to here - I will always ... always return

I think God breaks through at the most interesting times and places. I never expected to meet him so concretely this afternoon out on the windblown trails outside of Abilene. I felt as if I was exactly where I was supposed to be at that particular moment. I had such an incredible feeling of peace and contentment. This is where I belong. Of course, part of this feeling is my simple joy at being on a horse. Another part is the fact that I was out in nature, the place where God is always most visible to me. Most profoundly, however, I was struck by the truth that where I belong is in the presence of God.

I Wonder...

Sometimes I wonder how you can tell the difference between God shutting doors and Satan putting up roadblocks.