Each autumn as leaves turn gold and burgundy, our conversations and posts turn to gratitude. For friends and family. For health and happy times.
As I count my blessings topping my list are, funnily enough, what I haven’t received. Not only what I’ve been given, but what I’ve be spared from. Amazing graces…
- I’ve never been significantly injured by horses. It still amazes me. In those naïve and reckless young rider years, in training hundreds of horses as a professional, I’ve fallen off, been dragged, struck at and run into- but never hurt. Interestingly, my mom prayed every week for the horses I had in training weekly by name.
- Things I misplaced or left behind – recovered. (I have a habit of leaving mementos at the farms where I coach – pylons, spurs, gloves – kindly set aside until I return).
- Disappointments which, in the rear-view mirror, turned out to be blessings. Mercifully “unanswered” prayers.
- Failures which turned out to be gains – lessons learned, wisdom earned. Recycled by God’s grace into lessons learned, wisdom earned.
- Relationships and business opportunities which now I see would have been regrets.
- Spared from the consequences of hasty words, inattentive driving decisions and countless other “Oops” moments.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come,
‘Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
And grace will lead me home.
The hymn Amazing Grace. Written by former slave trader and self-described rebel, John Newton. In gratitude of God’s mercy.