The world is changing. No one knows what August will look like, much less New Years 2021. My question to you is, “Does it matter?” The easy answer is a loud impassioned, “Yes!”, because what people fear most is the loss of control in the midst of change. Change can also play havoc with your art, your passion, and your identity.
Changing conditions create insecurity that robs you of your confidence and power. Your passion, identity, and value are defined by your Creator, not by society, monetary policy, media reports, or even who sits in the Oval Office.
Your life has changed, is changing, and will continue to change because your world isn’t the same today as it was yesterday, and today will be nothing but a memory by next Tuesday.
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
2 Timothy 1:7
What’s Your Passion?
Celebrity authors who write with power and authority to other writers LOVE what they do, living and breathing their words, creating magic in the way they select and order them. Writers writing to writers speak the same heart language because they share a common passion.
Words and sentence structure don’t do much for me. They’re necessary tools, but putting words together isn’t a thrill, exciting, exciting, or inspiring. Genuine writers are passionate about the craft, the product, and the story.
I work to improve as a writer because it’s a necessary skill. My heart will never boogie a calypso beat when considering cumulative sentence structure. Writing isn’t my passion.
What’s your passion? There’s at least one topic that bumps your blood pressure or flutters your heart by just talking about it.
What’s your art, the framework that puts your world into perspective and explains the unexplainable? What brings you closer to God?
The Art of the Horse
My art was horses. I love everything about them, from the sweet aroma of hay breath to the science of manure. I’m fascinated with the way ears communicate minute private changes and the miracle of motion from four thin legs, one stuck in each corner of a massive assembly of muscle and sinew.
I’ve geeked out thinking of how the slope and angle of soft tissue on bone can limit or expand a horse’s ability to fly.
Tack. Mannerism. Hair. Hooves. False nostrils and ovarian follicles.
I loved, dreamed, studied, worked, and learned all I could about horses from books, recordings, clinics, trainers, dudes, and more than anything else, from horses. From conception to death, horses were the center of my life for more than half of my life.
Passion and Identity Go Together
Not only is my life with horses mostly past, but my passion somehow moved from the burn of center flame to a slow simmer on the warming rack. I can’t imagine how it will feel when it cools further. When that passion is exhausted, will something also die in me?
Identity is important. If you’re retired, live in an empty nest, or lost the source of your passion, how did you handle the change of identity? Where are you important? How do you express your passion, your art?
I know horses. I do horses. I understand horses, and I can change a horses’s life. With horses, I owned my identity, my power, authority, and confidence.
But that’s the past, and like you, I live in the present. Things change, and you change with them. Everything you have is a gift on loan from God. Including your passion.
Things are changing. Everywhere.
Losing a Love
I suspected that everything is temporary, but never understood it until God asked me to give up my gray AQHA gelding, Bo. What did I love most in life next to Jesus and my husband? Bo. When the trailer carrying him pulled out of our driveway, I felt a crazy mixture of obedience and gratitude. I did not dwell on the loss.
The journey that brought you and me together on this page began a dozen years ago with Bo. There’s much more to that story, but it hasn’t aged enough yet to share.
Has God asked you to return a gift? Is your season with something you loved over? Did that loss affect your passion or identity?
God gives and He takes away, but He wastes nothing.
Passion Creates Motivation
How do I feel about losing my life with horses after they held me up, gave me purpose, inspired my days and nights, and gave me a joy, confidence, knowledge of the Lord, and artistic expression I never experienced anywhere else?
God’s plan for humanity and His specific plan for you isn’t based on a whim, fancy, or circumstance. Passion creates the drive to learn, practice, fail, rejoice, apply a bandaid to spiritual or physical skinned knees and persevere.
God never takes away without giving something better in return. I’ve discovered that in the best way, that something better is more of Himself.
What’s your passion? Really. You need to know. That gift is the key to commitment, humility, success, achievement, and mastery. It’s the door to power, authority, and being an effective kingdom worker.
It’s the gateway to your purpose today.
Passion is a Gift with Purpose
Your passion is a gift with a purpose, not something to clutch in your hand and possess. It is yours to be exercised, shared, grown, and used to glorify the Giver of all good gifts.
God is also good enough, loving enough, and practical enough to change your heart when He changes your life. I’ll testify. You won’t be left a pauper in any sense of the word. God is extravagant with good gifts; the trick is recognizing them when they arrive wrapped in rags and tied with broken shoelaces.
God Wastes Nothing
Perhaps my time with horses is drawing to a quiet end. Not with a bang from injury or other inability, but because God has another assignment for me.
Is there life in scratches on paper or characters on a computer screen? I felt something stirring, but wondered how anything without a heartbeat could create passion. And wondered a bit more.
If you’ve wondered yourself, God will let you know what He has in mind for you when you’re ready; in His estimation, not your own. Passion, like love, takes many forms. It changes, grows, smooths, and becomes more comfortable in deeper relationship with the Almighty.
When God changes your life, don’t look down, but look up, out, and be expectant. More is coming.
True passion and power are found in relationship to the Lord Jesus Christ. What’s yours? It’s there. I know that because,
God wastes nothing.
Seek first the kingdom of God, And all these things will be added unto you.
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Get to Know My Amazing Gray, Bo
Would you like to meet Bo and my other amazing gray quarter horse, Swizzle? They knew about God’s plan for me before I did. Amazing Grays, Amazing Grace is the first book in the Gospel Horse Series. It shares training and competition sessions with Bo and his herdmates, as well as the parallel lessons in relationship I learned with God.
If you’re in love with all things horse, leadership, and Jesus, this book is for you. Each short chapter stands on its own. The heartbeat of the horse and the love of God have more in common that I knew.
From the foaling stall to the last breath of The Spotted Wonder, I offer proof that the foundation of relationship with God, horses, and one another is love, commitment, and grace.
Oh Lynn, Thank you so much for this article…I think. I started reading with my morning coffee and ready learn more about God’s love but I ended up in tears because this particular topic of loosing your horse life as you knew it unexpected hit me hard. I feel I am going through this same loss. I have lost my motivation and grieving the loss of my forever horse life while my 2 beloved steeds are alive and well and still grazing in the back yard. Maybe it the depression Covid life and separation from my horsey friends brings, maybe its because Im turning 60 this year and everything hurts worse after a long ride. Maybe God is gently tapping me on the shoulder to prepare me for the inevitable change that is coming. Whatever is happening at this season of my life, I am so grateful to have found your timely article this morning to give me hope and to remind me of God’s grace. God bless!
Susan, I SO understand feeling unsettled, wondering if I’m being lazy or wise, weighing a “just do it” kick to my backside with a “listen and be still” peace that comes right before or after God changes our seasons and we accept what’s new. Our delight in long Spring rides goes away when the draining heat and humidity of Summer arrives. It’s natural to change what we do, doing different things in the heat of the day than we did just a few months ago. The beauty of seasons is how they progressively move us from where we are to where God is taking us. We were different as thirty-somethings than as sixty-somethings. (I’m now on Medicare and my husband will be 80 next year. When did that happen???) The final move of our earthly seasons is the one from mortality to immortality. I, for one, look forward to the day! I knew God would figure out the horse thing for me. He’s faithful that way, but I know better than to tell Him how to do it. 🙂 Don’t beat yourself up, don’t make anything happen, just be open to whatever He has for you in the next season. At one point I was hoping the horses would go away because the new circumstances made me accept differences I wouldn’t have chosen on my own. But, there is a blessing and I am enjoying the horses in a totally new way, while having the time to devote to my new season, the details for which arrived less than a week ago. God brings when we are ready to receive. Believe. Accept His blessing now. And make the most of each day, even if your list of accomplishments doesn’t have anything to do with a saddle. It’s okay!!!
Thanks so much for your words of wisdom and faith. My husband left me at 75 yrs, and I lost my every thing including my last horse. Your encouraging words are just what I need and yes, change is very hard but I am leaning on the Lord for guidance and direction
Nicky, how devastating. I can’t imagine how we could make it through life without Christ to hold us up, love us, nourish us, and stand steadfastly beside us. This may sound odd, and if so, I apologize, but sometimes we are left with only that which was refined from everything else. What remains is pure gold. You are an example for so many. God bless you, provide for you, and lift you up.
Okee dokee, a blessed thanks is appropriate. I do not have really any more to add, that is certain. However, change is inevitable and like the mama dear story, I will focus and put God first. Everything else will be as He sees fit. Ty. Whew.
Susan, amen!, that’s the secret and the blessing. God gives precious gifts, but the only one that is eternal is Himself.
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