Today is the last day of MANE summer camp! About February of each year I start to dread summer. Not only is it hot, but the horses are miserable, the volunteers are exhausted and the staff are run ragged. Today is the day I celebrate the most! The ironic thing is that camp is like going to the doctor for me. I work myself up all year and then when I actually get here, it is not so bad!! Now that I can look back I can smile and think of all the sweet children that have come through our doors. It is so refreshing to see their passion for horses and their joy in getting to spend time in the hot, stinky barn. I need that reminder, because sometimes I am too blind to see what God has served up on a silver platter!
I find myself often taking what I do for granted. I am so blessed to get to be doing exactly what the Lord has planned for this season of my life. He is the one who put a heart for horses and children in me, and for that I am so thankful. I cannot believe that I have been here over 5 years now! I have been blessed to see first smiles, big hugs, tears of joy and sorrow, lives changed, horses healed, families healed, hope restored and through all of that, I have been the one blessed. I wish that I could tell you each story of each person that has walked down this barn aisle. Maybe that is something I can start to share to help me remember!
I will share the story of the child above soon. It is one that will change your perspective on life.
This is from a summer camp past. Cowboy Week! I shoulda been a cowgirl!
Many times we have school groups come out to learn about horses. This day we were teaching them about hooves and grooming! I'm sure Slaton would point out the skunk stripes in my hair!
The clock is ticking...and in thirty minutes my quiet office will turn into a buzzing beehive of kids, volunteers, ponies and parents as we celebrate the last day of camp with a horse show! Wish me luck...
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