My 24hr Sign About "THE BLACK": Very next day after fasting in prayer I had a flat tire in an area, several miles from the stables. The only person around was a telephone repairman hanging high above on a telephone pole. This was before cell phones. He was my only hope of getting help.

Getting out of the car I asked if he could make a call for help. Soon as he said "yes" a truck appeared. It was Ruth Eyler. She lent me her tire jack, told me she was in a hurry, asked me to return the tire jack to the farm later and she left.

The telephone repair guy climbed down the pole and helped me change my tire. Even though I'd stayed away from the farm on purpose for the past 2 weeks I was now forced to return. There was no way around it. I had to return the tire jack.

Forgetting about yesterday's prayer, I arrived at the farm, greeted everyone. Ruth and Radie immediately said "The Black" or as they referred to him "The Black" hadn't been out of his stall since I'd been there a couple weeks before and would I mind working him?

How could I say no? So off I went to the barn by myself. If "The Black" had been cooped up in his stall the past 2 weeks, he was certain to be a hand full. On my way down to the barn I stopped and grabbed a lounge rope & whip. Took "The Black" or "The Black" out of his stall and lounged him in the indoor arena to work off excess energy before mounting.

To my surprise, he acted angry and nasty; bucking and actually kicking out at me. He'd never acted like that before. At least not with me. I was so disappointed I wanted to put him away but I couldn't stop working him on a bad note so I kept lunging and lunging addressing his antics to get through his bad attitude. It was no fun! I'd already learned patience in my spiritual walk so even though it was unpleasant I stuck it out until his attitude improved.

When he stopped exploding I tacked him up and got on. He felt like a totally different horse. He acted like a OLD plug. Remember this was the horse that was a pistol that no one was allowed to ride. But that day I couldn't even get him to move forward in a walk without hearing him grunt.

Being kicked out for 30 minutes had put me in an unpleasant mood. I wasn't up for anymore surprises and didn't feel the urge to work through anymore of this horses issues, {I mean, he wasn't my horse.. Heck! I wasn't even allowed to act excited about anything we did}

* INSIGHT: In retrospect, maybe it was God's way of keeping me at a distance and unattached from this horse. It's hard to get attached to an animal you can't express joy about whenever there was an accomplishment or break through, no matter how small. No, I wanted my own horse! SOMETHING BETTER HAD TO BE IN STORE!

I jumped off; put "The Black" back in his stall. This was the only horse I had enjoyed riding since "Tahoe" died" so I was feeling really disheartened. I returned to the house and flat out lied to Ruth and Radie about how "The Black" worked.

I NEVER LIE, but I knew if I told them the truth they'd want to help work through the problem with me and I didn't want to return to the barn, I just wanted to go home, so I told them "The Black" was fine; gave a summary of what we did, omitting the negative nasty stuff and left the farm. Not realizing I'd just received my 1st Prayer's 24hr Answer about "The Black"

24hr Answer to Prayer about THE BLACK	24hr Answer to Prayer about SHETAN
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