Turnin’ God Out to Pasture

by Kevin on December 30, 2010

Breakin’ horses ain’t really that hard. It just takes a lot of time, patience, and whole mess of willin’ to get back up. The hardest part wasn’t getting bucked off or even kicked. The hard part was the phone call I would often get six months down the road.

This little filly that I was showin’ off to her owners before she went home, was lopin’ a nice circle around the arena. I had saddled her without her even twitchin’ when the leather hit her. She took the snaffle bit in her mouth without a fight. When I stepped up on her, she didn’t try to move or buck. While I was in the saddle, I rubbed her from her tail all the way to her head before we ever entered the arena. After a little bit of walkin’, turnin’, and some trottin’, we struck out in our lope of accomplishment. This is all that I guaranteed when I had thirty days to break a horse.

I never promised anyone that their horse would stop on a dime, or do a flyin’ lead change. I never promised them a horse that could dig a post hole by spinnin’ real fast. I guaranteed just the basics: Saddlin’, be still when you climbed on, walk, trot, lope, stop, and turn. I made it very clear by demonstrating all of these actions in the presence of the owners. Before they left, they had to agree that I had fulfilled all of my obligation. If not, I would try to fix it. I never had a customer leave unhappy, but I had many that called back mad.

In the end, the last thing I always told me clients was, “I’ve been ridin’ this horse for thirty days. If you like the way it’s going, you’re gonna have to ride this horse nearly every day. It doesn’t have to be very long, but be sure you ride ’em. If you don’t, you will have wasted your money and my time. Don’t call me back six months from now and cuss me out because your little grandson got bucked off your horse that you haven’t ridden in five months.” With a handshake of acknowledgment, they would load their horse up and leave.

Six months later, guess what happened.

I hate to say I told you so. I really do. But time and time again, this would happen to me. They would take the horse home and ride him six times the next week. The following week, some stuff would come up and they would only be able to ride him three times. The following week, it would only be once. Then, they would go on vacation and turn the horse out. Six months later, little Timmy would climb on the “broke” horse and get bucked off. And I got the cussin’ phone call.

Sounds like the Christian I used to be before I started ridin’ for God.

God would help me get over a storm in my life and for the next week I was a praisin’ God, goin’ to church, readin’ my Bible, and prayin’ ‘fore every meal and thankin’ God for everything. The next week, I was a little too tired to read the Bible and by gosh, it never hurt no one real bad to miss church every once in a while. Then I would start forgetten to pray before meals and before I knew it, I’d turned God out into the pasture.

In time, another storm would roll in and I’d make a phone call to God and say, “Why aren’t you doin’ your job of takin’ care of me? You must really hate me or something. I believe in you and this is how you treat me. . . Could you help me out of this problem I’ve got?”

Does that sound like a familiar story to you?

Jesus warns us about this very thing in Matthew 12:43-45.

43 “When I chase the wolf out of your hen house (that’s me cleaning out the evil things you have done), the wolf goes out and searches for another food source. 44-45When it can’t find anything to eat, it returns with its whole pack and finds your hen house standing wide open. This is what happens when men are forgiven of the things they have done wrong, but don’t start ridin’ for God. They end up worse than when they started.” (Simplified Cowboy Version)

Whether you are breakin’ horses or ridin’ for God, it’s not a part time job. If you find that life is constantly bustin’ you up and you can’t figure out why, you might consider the fact that you have turned God out to pasture in the good times and went and got him durin’ the storms.

Come with me and let’s ride together for the Brand.

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  • Kevin, this is one of the most refreshing blogs I’ve read in the last million years of blog reading. 🙂 “Be you”. That’s a message everybody’s throwing out there when they instruct on how to insure a great blog. Well, you’re doing it! I’m ridin for the Brand with you buddy! God bless. And I promise I won’t call in six months.
    P.S. found you on twitter thru http://datagenesis.blogspot.com/

  • Mark W. Prasek

    Kevin, this is a breath of fresh air. Keep shootin’ from the hip Brother! Your ministry has touched me and I thank God for what you’re doing. Full Armor!

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