Double Barrel

“When your child is in imminent danger thirty feet is like a mile.”

Surely twomen-drivers-virgil-stephenshe arm of the Lord is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear. Is 59:1

 


A while ago, back when we were still ranching on the Heyu-Cow, we needed to move some cows from one pasture to another. We had what was called the lower pasture where we would pasture some cows in the spring and then move them a mile or so up the road to the upper pasture. This involved a little round up to get all the cows and calves out of the pasture, through the gate and onto the road. This usually required a few people on horses and a pick up or two.

Most years this meant that we would have to get a couple neighbors or a friend or two to come help with our little cattle drive. One particular year we were kind of short on horses so some friends from church offered to bring out a few horses and help out. So on round up day they showed up bright and early with their horses in tow, including one big gelding named Silas, that my wife, Donna, rode. Everything went well, we got the cattle in the lower pasture—a hundred acres of badlands—all rounded up, out the gate, up the road, and into their summer pasture. Then everyone rode back to the house to let the horses cool off and have some lunch.

Once back at the house our daughter Jessie, who was two at the time, asked if she could ride the horsy. Donna had been riding the big gelding all day and they had gotten along well, so trusting the well broken horse she set Jessie up on the saddle and starting leading him to the trailer. After they had gone a few feet Donna asked Jessie if she was having fun. Jessie said in her little girl voice; “Uh, huh.” All of a sudden that horse came uncorked and starting bucking like there was a mountain Lion on his back.

Jessie, hanging on to the saddle horn, started screaming and this only made Silas even more determined to rid himself of this shrieking creature. The only thing we could figure out was that she was so light that Silas didn’t know she was there until she said something and that just freaked him out. I’m seeing all this from about thirty feet away and I started running towards them knowing there was little chance of getting there in time. When your child is in imminent danger thirty feet is like a mile.

At the same time I’m trying to cover the impossible distance, Donna is holding on to the lead rope with one hand trying to control the panicked horse, and reach for Jessie with the other hand. She was wishing her arms were longer— but you know what? I will never forget this sight as long as I live. While still holding that bucking horse with her left hand she grabbed a hold of Jessie’s arm with her right hand and pulled her right up out of the saddle—which wasn’t hard because she was about to be launched—letting go of the horse the instant Jessie was clear so she could hold her in both arms, at this moment the horse spun around and aiming for the screaming little girl let loose with what Donna called later, both barrels, and hit Donna just above the knees on both legs with a terrible whap!.

Just then I got there, and Donna breathlessly said “Take her” as she handed me Jessie, terrified but wholly unscathed. Then Donna staggered over to the edge of the driveway, laid down in the grass and passed out for a few moments from the pain of the blast she had just taken from the massive beast who suddenly was not her buddy anymore.

After a few moments Donna was able to shake it off and was okay. She had some nasty bruises for a while but she had saved her daughter and that was all that mattered. Thank God for super human mommy powers.

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Surely the arm of the Lord is not too short to save,
nor his ear too dull to hear. Is 59:1

 

We are blessed to know, because we have the stories and incredible history recorded in the Bible covering many thousands of years, that we have a God who is involved in a very real way in his creation even though it seems sometimes that all is just chaos with no possible way out. But there is always a plan. And we are also blessed to know that there is always a plan for us as individuals too.

We are blessed to know that, God hears one cry at a time and reaches out to take your hand.  He can do that in a very real sense, with nothing hindering him being there for you, because of what was accomplished on the cross so long ago. No longer can our sins cause our Father to turn away, no longer do we have to wait for the promised one, he has come, he is here, his arm is not too short to save nor his ear to dull to hear.

Donna knew when her little girl was screaming in terror that nothing was going to prevent her from getting her off that saddle. To Jessie, that 8 second or so ride probably seemed like an eternity, I know it did to me as I was trying in vain to get there in time. But then the arm reached her, in spite of the pain that Donna had to suffer when that huge, out of control horse turned on her, she rescued her little girl.

I know Donna would willingly do the same thing over and over without hesitation and in fact she still bears the marks on her legs from those kicks, but to her it is just a reminder of her love and an assurance that her daughter is safe, and still here.

Jesus did that for you. He grabbed a hold of that which threatened to destroy you, reached out and snatched you from certain death and he would not hesitate to do it again, even knowing the great pain it will cause him. He still carries the marks, and they remind him of his great love for you. When he opens his hands and see the scars he is reminded of his great love for you, he knows that you are safe, you are in the palm of his hands.

Do not fear, he hears you.

He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?” Mark 4:40

 

 

 

 

 

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