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Because Of Love


Heavyduty053
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               The kids had made their usual hurried, obligatory pre Christmas to the little farm where their elderly parents dwelt with their small herd of horses. The kids one son Joseph and one daughter Susan that had grown above their raising and considered it a bother to have to travel out there to see them, but what helped them through was knowing they didn't have to stay long. I guess you could say they grew away from the humble beginnings of who give them life and taught them everything. The trip was the worst but it wasn't the parents that moved away. The farm where they had grown up had been named Lone Pine Farm because of the huge pine tree that sat on top of the hill behind the barn. Through the years the tree had become a place to sit and enjoy peace while they watched the old horses graze and a landmark in the countryside. The kids had fond memories of their childhood here but the hustle and bustle added more excitement to their lives and finally called them away to a different life.

               The old folks no longer showed their show horses, for the years had taken their toll and just getting out to the barn on those frosty snowy mornings was getting harder each year, but it gave them reason to get up in the mornings and a reason to live. They sold a few foals each year off their once prize horses. The horses even they were older gave them joy and contentment in the morning and during the day's end. Joseph and Susan had been there for two hours and had about all they could stand and was about to leave when Joseph got angry and confronted the old folks, "why do you keep hanging on here and why don't you at least get rid of the "the Old One as she was called cause she had been here the longest and could barely move around. She is of no use to you now, she hasn't had any foals in years. You should cut a few corners and save some money so you could have more or move from this old place. How can that old worn out horse bring you anything but expense and more work that you don't need.

               The old man looked down at his worn boots, holes in the toes, scuffed them on the barn floor and replied, "Yes, I could use some new boots I guess" as he stood next to the "Old One". He slid his arm around the Old One's neck as he drew her near, with gentle caressing he rubbed her softly behind her ears. He replied softly....."We keep her because of love, nothing else just love". Baffled and irritated, the young folks wished the old man and his wife a Merry Christmas and headed back toward the city as darkness stole the light away. The Old couple shook their heads in sorrow as they walked back to the old house knowing that another Christmas visit with their kids had not been a happy one. A tear fell upon their cheeks as they held hands knowing that their kids neither wanted to visit or be around them very long at a time. They wondered as they did each year how their kids didn't understand the peace and love that filled their hearts. So it was the sadness that filled their eyes and hearts of their kids and no one noticed the insulation smoldering laying across frayed wires in the old barn. No one accept the "Old One".

               In a matter of minutes the whole barn was ablaze and the hungry flames were licking at the loft of hay. The old man saw it outside his window by his old chair and with a cry of horror and despair, he shouted to his wife to call for help as he wobbled toward the barn to save their horses. But the flames were roaring now and the blazing heat drove him back. He sank sobbing to the ground, helpless in the shadow of the fire's fury. All he could think about was their horses. His wife back from calling for help cradled him in her arms best she could clinging to each other they wept at their loss. By the time the old country fire department got there only a pile of glowing red hot ambers remained. The folks were speechless and hurt as they rose from the snow covered ground. The nodded a word of thanks to the fireman as there was nothing anyone could do. The old man turned to his wife resting her head of white hair upon his shoulders as his  shaking old hands clumsily dried her tears. Brokenly he whispered, "We have lost much , but God has spared our home on this eve of his son's birth. Let us gather strength and climb the old hill to the old pine where we have sought comfort in times of despair.

               We can look down upon our home and give thanks to God that it has been spared and pray for our most precious gifts that has been taken from us. He took her hand and slowly helped her up the snowy hill as he brushed aside his own tears with the back of his old withered hand. The journey up the hill was hard for their old bodies in the slippery snow. They stopped about half the way up to rest and fell to their knee's in amazement at the beauty before them. Seemingly every glorious brilliant star in the heavens was caught up in the glittering, snow frosted branches of their beloved tree. It was all aglow with heavenly candles. And poised on its top most branch a crystal crescent moon glistened like a glass made with crystal. They were breathless as the old man held his wife tighter in his arms. Suddenly the old man gave a cry of joy. Amazed and mystified, he took his wife by her hand and pulled her forward. There beneath the tree and its glory, a mist hovering over and glowing in the darkness was their Christmas gift. Shadows glistening in night light. Bedded down was the "Old One" close to the trunk of the tree and with her the rest of the herd.

               At first hint of smoke, she had pushed the door ajar with her muzzle and led the horses through it. Slowly and with great dignity, never looking back, she led them up the hill to the tree. The foals were frightened but they trusted her. The mares that were in foal with a new years crop of babies pressed uneasily against the "Old One" as she moved around. And they stood there looking at the old man and his wife. Those she loved she had not forgotten. Her body was brittle with years, tired from the hill climb, but her golden eyes were filled with devotion as she offered her gift.

Because of love she put herself in danger.....for the herd and for her beloved owners.

 

Love can outlast, out give, and conquer all

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And a squirrel on the news today defended his owner's house when it was being robbed by attacking the criminal !

The cops were able to identify the perp by all the defensive wounds he had from the squirrel ! :D

They said the squirrel wouldn't quit and kept at the bad guy over and over ! :lol:

That squirrel loves his home & owner SO much, he was willing to attack a giant intruder ! :wub:

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