One morning a few years ago, we woke up to torn up fencing and two injured horses. Sometimes it takes a bad day to realize how blessed we are.
We went to the back pasture to try to doctor the injuries.
My horse came right to us knowing we had feed and that we were there to help her. The other horse was a little more cautious but still let us help her. But in that moment, she had two choices. She could have faith that we were there to help or she could run. She made the right choice.
We are all faced with that same choice in life. We can have faith in Jesus and go to Him or we can run. But only one choice takes us to the Healer.