Growing up one of my favorite things to do was to ride horses. I wasn't good at it or knowledgeable about it I just liked to jump on and ride into an open field with freedom. There was this sense of letting go and allowing the horse to lead me because it always seemed like he knew the trail ahead, he didnt need me to tell him to watch out for a hole, stick or difficult spot on our journey but he knew. He knew enough based on the way that his master had broken him and was able to safely guide me with wisdom and clarity.
The Lord is showing me lately in the simplest things of my continual need to be broken. My need to be startled to reality and left aware that unless I heed to his direction I will struggle with the path ahead. Its painful, its difficult, its confusing and a constant power struggle to take back the reigns and think I have it under control. In those moments where my selfishness takes over and the pain of His training sets in I am reminded by my masters voice "trust me, trust me." When I decide to continually give up my power to Him I will meet victory. Its a tough love mentality where although it hurts Him so much to break me down He knows that at the end of myself is His greatest blessings.
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