Ideas of Grandeur or “Angels Watchin’ Over Me”
So, we’re in the field. Horses all around. Food between my feet. Four kids under my “wings”. Big, huge horse right behind me. Breathing in my ear. And I prayed. Aloud. Like I said yesterday, I was never scared. Not at all. Scared my kids were scared, but not actually scared. But I prayed, in a nice, calm voice. “Dear Jesus, please send your angels to stand around us [the horse behind me never moved] Read more