Sunday, August 8, 2010
A couple of days ago, Tim took our little Strawberry out to the pasture to meet the other horses. I was sorely dissappointed in those girls!
Talk about cliquish, goodness gracious those girls were snotty!
Poor little Strawberry couldn't bear the ostrasizing those girls were dishing out and with a toss of her gorgeous blonde head broke away from Tim and ran back to the house and barns.
I of course gave her plenty of lovin', told her she was special and soon enough those goons would figure it out on their own.
Not being a part of the group can hurt and somehow I think I'm reading way more into Strawberry's predicament than is really there.
There will be a few scuffles, kicks, and nips and before we know it, Strawberry will be a part of the horsie crew.
But isn't it interesting what we will sacrifice, give-up, or comprimise to be a part.
If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed. John 8:36