Calm Jettie

Recently, I tied my young horse, Jettie, to a wooden hitching post, which was about eight feet tall. She threw herself backward and tried to pull away. Instead of the halter breaking, the pole broke off at ground level. As Jettie moved backward, this large eight-foot pole was following her—and she was frightened! 

I was riding another horse nearby and turned to God in wordless prayer. At this point, Jettie was backing up quickly toward a barbed-wire fence. I firmly declared the presence of God’s care and government. Jettie turned, running parallel to the barbed-wire fence, and then stopped. 

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