My Brown Horse
I know I titled this My Brown Horse and it would lead you to believe I have an actual brown horse. I do not. I have never owned a horse. I've ridden a horse a handful of times and most of those times were disastrous. Once was pleasant with my brother in the mountains of Colorado. So why title this My Brown Horse? Funny thing, I have had a recurring dream/vision of a brown horse over the last few years. It first started on a mission trip in Bulgaria and Macedonia. I saw a brown horse facing me, looking at me as if to say something to me, penetrating my soul with it's beautiful ebony eyes. And then, it was gone. No one else saw the horse, just me. Others were there, but I was the only one to see him. He was just a regular horse, but somehow beautiful and unforgettable. If my memory serves me right, that was 3 years ago. The other night, my brown horse appeared in a dream. This time he ran right up to me and breathed his bre...