So lately, I had read the two books by Rory Feek about his life and his beautiful bride, Joey. For some reason, those books got me interested more in his life and so each night at bed, I will read a blog post that he kept during his wife's illness and then untimely death...and now his life without her raising their young daughter who has down syndrome. Didn't ever have an interest in them before or really even know who they were but now....I could be their biggest fan. :)
It's a great story told about their lives and their faith. So this was written on a plaque outside one of the cancer centers that Joey had to do treatment at. I LOVED it and thought it needed to be shared.
“Two Horses"
There were two horses in a field. From a distance, each horse looks like any other horse. But if you get a closer look you will notice something quite interesting… One of the horses is blind. His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made him a safe and comfortable barn to live in. This alone is pretty amazing. But if you stand nearby and listen, you will hear the sound of a bell. It is coming from a smaller horse in the field. Attached to the horse’s halter is a small, copper-colored 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 he will not be led astray. When the horse with the bell returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, he will stop occasionally to look back, making sure that the blind friend isn’t too far behind to hear the bell.
Like the owners of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect. Or because we have problems or challenges. 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. And at 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 will listen for yours”.
