“To everything there is a season, A time for
every purpose under heaven" Ecc. 3:1
The Giving Horse
For Tassy~
The horse that has given more than she will ever know.
You will be with us until the Lord takes you home.
Born so proud
Her tail in the air
Her mane blowing wildly
Her tiny nostrils flair
Her Dreams dance as wildly
As her little merry feet
She wonders what tomorrow holds
What the future brings
So young and spirited
Full of life and vigor
Pausing for just a moment
She heard her Master whisper….
Remember…
To everything there is a season…
You are just on loan
I created you to give
Until I call you home
You’ll give your heart in life
Spending your days teaching to ride
You’ll endlessly lend your wings
And many will learn to fly
Waiting felt like forever
And she almost lost her hope
But soon A young girl arrived
With halter and rope
A little girls love
A horse’s first home…
The pretty young horse
Had a girl of her own!
Each day was filled
With riding and play
Every moment an adventure
Not one waisted day
Riding and practice
They clipped on as a team
Shiny blue ribbons
Working hard for a dream
But to everything there is a season…
And a horse is just on loan
God created her to give
Until He calls her home
So she gave her whole heart
And taught her girl to ride
She daily gave her wings
As her girl learned to fly
Years had passed quickly
Her little girl had grown
She taught her all she ever could
It was time for a new home….
Through tears and sadness
Her girl had to let go
As much as it hurt her
She needed a new horse to grow
Goodbye’s were said
Hearts broken in two
Now A much wiser horse
Would do something new
As much as it pained her
Though she wanted to stay
When she listened closely
She could hear her Master say…
To everything there is a season…
You are just on loan
I created you to give
Until I call you home
She had given all her heart
And her girl had learned to ride
Most importantly, she gave her wings
And watched her fly.
The horse began to understand
Its not for horses, girls were made
But God made special horses
To teach girls and keep them safe
With each new home a challenge
With an opportunity to show
A brand new girl how to ride
Build her confidence and grow
With grace and maturing beauty
She walked the course God gave
And poured out her heart to every home
Keeping her charges safe
Seldom did she let her heart drift
To that sacred place tucked away
A dream of just one girls love
And a forever home to stay….
Because everything has a season…
And a horse is just on loan
God created her to give
Until He takes her home
So, She continued to give her heart
And many girls learned to ride
She endlessly lent her wings
And watched them learn to fly
The years passed by quickly
Like turning pages in a book
Marching forward endlessly
Never a rearward look
The Giving Horse quietly embraced
Each new girl God gave
Always ready to offer love
Consistent and the same
But She always seemed to know
When her job was almost done
Cause No matter where she was…
Her girl would no longer come
And when the days would pass bye
Without a carrot or hello
She knew beyond a doubt
It would soon be her time to go…
As much as she wasn’t ready
To begin a another brand new start
She could still hear her Master’s words
Echo in her heart…
To everything there is a season…
You are just on loan
I created you to give
Until I call you home
She knew she would give her heart again
So a little girl could learn to ride
So she mustered up her heavy wings
To watch another fly.
But the Good Lord wasn’t finished
He remembered His little mare
He looked upon her heavy charge
The little girls He placed in her care
She had been so very faithful
So diligent and kind
He would give her now just one more girl
With a forever home this time
So God chose a special girl
With more love to give than to receive
A girl that would give her heart
And love unceasingly
The Giving Horse now owned love
There would be no more goodbye’s
She could feel it in the girls touch
And read it in her eyes.
The mare had reached her golden years
A life long given and spent
She could rest now knowing
She was home until the end…
Because To everything there is a season…
She was just on loan
She was created to give until the end
When her Master calls her home
So she gave her heart one last time
As her girl learned to ride
She mounted her upon wisdom’s wings
As she learned to fly.
Many years she was loved by the girl
Until a whisper came in the wind
And she knew the faint gentle sound
Was her Master calling again….
To everything there is a season…
You have just been on loan
I created you to give on this earth
Now Its time to call you home
You gave your heart to so many girls
You taught them more than you can dream
You showed them how to live and love
To soar upon My wings
Your charge is now complete
You have given with all you might
I’m calling you home now
I have released your wings to fly.