I’m not calling you a horse, but . . . I sort of am . . . Metaphorically.
I drive past a farm almost everyday and the horses are usually grazing in their pastures as I pass. The pastures are huge. Like maybe an acre for 2 horses. And there’s nothing but grass in the pasture. So the horses are surrounded by what they need, their favorite food, and there’s only one other horse competing for the same food. It’s not a difficult life.
So yesterday when I passed by, I saw one horse with his head stuck through the fence, snatching grass from outside his pasture. Behind him, a lush field of fresh grass. But for some reason, the grass OUTSIDE his pasture seemed better to him.
It made me think of the writer’s conference I just attended. I milled around, speaking to writer after writer, hearing about all the opportunities they were experiencing. I began to think I should try and seize some of those opportunities for myself. After all, I didn’t want to fall behind or miss anything that might be good. I mean, what if the grass on the other side of the fence tastes better than the stuff I’m stuck with over here in my own life (I mean, pasture)?
Are you tracking with me? God gives us opportunities every day. Opportunities we can seize to bless someone, to grow, to bring glory to God, to receive encouragement. We will miss those opportunities if we are poking our head into someone else’s business, wishing for their circumstances instead of our own.
Stop what you are doing. Turn around and metaphorically notice the grass all around you in your beautiful pasture. It grew there just especially for you. It’s good for you. It will make you happy and fat. (but only metaphorically) Be glad for the other horses outside your pasture, but know that you are well cared for in the space God made just for you. Your life is in God’s hands and He knows what kind of grass you like to eat. Ahem. Metaphorically, of course.