Our liver-chestnut gelding had been stalled all day, patiently awaiting the reprieve from his small paddock. We promised the kids a ride when the yard clean-up was finished. After several hours of lawn ministry, Isaac, our ten-year-old twin, asked if he could bring Tumbleweed into the round pen, curry him and ride him bareback. However, Mark, my husband, and I were both preoccupied with finishing the disposal of bagged leaves and broken branches. So, I gave our eager wrangler permission to attach the green lead rope to the green halter and take the 1000 pound pet from the small corral into the larger enclosure commonly called a "round pen." It should have been an easy and uneventful assignment.... should have been.
I heard Issac yelling at me and I stopped raking leaves to look his way. "He won't let me catch him," Isaac yelled in frustration. "When I get close to him he runs into the stall...when I go in the stall he runs into the paddock.!" "Great," I thought. "He is being ornery."
Mark dropped his rack and plodded patiently toward the obstinate equine. When, Tumbleweed, saw him coming he trotted back into the stall. Mark opened the gate, left it open (notice: left it open) and followed the gelding into the stall. What happened next was totally unexpected. As Mark reached for the horse's halter, he quickly turned away from him , did a 180 and headed for the open gate; freedom was in his eyes. I watched in shocked helplessness as flying hooves and flowing mane flew past me. Disregarding my shouts to "whoa", the now unrestrained backyard "brumbie" had become a riderless racehorse. The whole family fanned out and followed the charging mount: two hours later we were still unsuccessful in our bid to capture this recalcitrant steed. We were only able to get within 40 or 50 yards of the animal before he saw us coming and took off running in the opposite direction as if his life depended on it. Nonetheless, his galloping through the neighborhood had now become a safety issue for both vehicles and pedestrians. We needed help!
We love animals and we ride, but we are not "cowboys." We were stretched beyond our abilities to reclaim Tumbleweed. In desperation,I made a mental recall for names of area residents that were horse "savvy" and knew how to swing a rope. This horse was NOT going to be restrained with kind words and pieces of apple. While Mark, our daughters Erin and Isabela our sons Ian and Isaac pursued the pony, I called several phone numbers before anyone answered my pleas for assistance. Long time friends and true equestrians, Kelly and Donna, came to help us corner this contentious critter. Walking behind him, swinging their lariats, they were able to drive him more than half a mile back to with a few blocks of our barn. I have to admit I was glad to seem him running toward us instead of toward busy Hwy 69 that runs North and South of our property just a short distance in the opposite direction. Perhaps, this ordeal was soon to be over.
Meanwhile, Eden, our six-year-old granddaughter had climbed the giant Magnolia tree in our front yard to get a better few. Standing beneath her I began to pray... to pray a very precise prayer: "Father, thank you that according to your Word, you have given us dominion over all the creatures of the earth...in the Name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, I command Tumbleweed to submit to the authority of Mark, Kelly and Donna....he will no longer resist being caught....he will submit to human authority in Jesus Name..." As I finished praying, I heard from the branch above me an agreeing "Amen, amen!" Eden and I made two.( Matt. 18:19, Again, truly I tell you that if two of you on earth agree concerning anything you ask, my Father in heaven will do it for you.) Within minutes the parade of worn-out rustlers could be seen slowly making their way up the lane, Mr. Tumbleweed in humble submission, walking passively with green lead rope in Mark's hand. Thank you, Jesus!
Life can quickly hand us unexpected circumstances: wild storms, wild children, wild economies, wild health issues, wild thoughts, wild emotions, wild offenses, wild horses... Albeit, while we wrestle through the wildness of the circumstances, we are never at their mercy. We have been given everything we need according to life and godliness (2 Peter 1:3) God is with us and the Lord has given to us His mighty Name to weld to overcome every situation that we find ourselves wrestling with. We are more than conquerors through Jesus Christ who loved us and gave himself for us. (Romans 8:37) Encourage yourself in knowing that there is nothing that comes against you, as a believer in Jesus, that cannot be subdued and tamed in the Mighty Name of Jesus. "And Jesus came and spake unto them saying, All power is given unto me in heaven and in earth...and you may ask me for anything in my name , and I will do it." (Matt. 28:18-20, John 14:14)