Stallion

There was a time where I was told I reminded someone of a stallion ready to race. Man, do I ever feel this way.

There are days, where I get so excited to serve God, that I feel like I am a stallion.

Go with me into the stallion’s brain. I am poised and ready in the gate. It does not matter who I am carrying on my back, I am ready to run anywhere. The extra weight is nothing compared to the adrenaline forcing its way through my veins. The tension is building as the crowd of onlookers awaits the opening sound of a gun that is like a blast of a cannon when you are this focussed. The smart money is on me. I do not have a care for the money. I do not have a care for the crowd. I am just simply ready. My entire life is built around it. My entire world until this moment has made me ready to be in this race. I have spent hours endlessly training for this moment. I have watched my intake to increase my output. I have made myself a slave to this lifestyle. I have made myself a slave to this life, for moments like this. I am ready, my muscles flaring, adrenaline pumping. The race is set. I am waiting, as tense as if I am already sprinting at full speed down the track. I am waiting. As I anticipate the beginning of the race, I hear the cannon. In slow motion, there is a peak of light that was once my dark world. It opens slower still. When it opens, the race is on…

This sums up my world right now. I feel there is a crack of light in front of me. When the gate opens, the race is on.
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Food for thought: You feeling this way in an area in your life? Maybe not in ministry. Maybe its in the medical field, the business realm, or something different? I know how you feel.