Isn't he pretty?
So shiny in the warm autumn sun.
He's got the kind of mane and tail little girls love -- long, long, long.
And he's a sweet horse even though he's a stallion. He's a big teddy bear . . . with humans that is.
When he thinks another horse is messing with his mare or looks at her funny, or even stands too close to her, he's out for blood and flesh, and it's worse in the spring cause of those darn spring hormones.
Even if hormones are affecting Smarty, when my husband is on his back, my husband is in control. My husband won't allow Smarty to get out of control. He won't allow him to mess with the other horses. He guides him with the reins and with his legs so Smarty acts like a horse should.
This morning when he went for blood and flesh there were no reins and there was no one in control -- not even him. It was hormones all the way. And the result of that was a bunch of hurt and spooked horses (Smarty doesn't have a scratch on him by the way).
There's a lesson there for us humans. You could switch out the word "hormones" for "emotions" if you like. Not that emotions are bad but if we let them control us all chaos will break loose.
I know. I've seen it happen.
Give God the reins in your life. He'll help you be human in the best possible ways.