Moving

In my last post, I mentioned some changes that were going to be happening to the site. I’ve been blogging at Riding on Water for more than four years now. The blog has brought me so much joy and I’ve gained so much from being able to put my thoughts down in this format; I also love being able to go back and look at how my journey through horsemanship and into grace has progressed over the past four years. At how I have progressed over the past four years. I was seventeen years old when I started the blog and the transition to adulthood has been, at times, very painful – but it’s been magnificent to watch God at work.

This year has been a year of transfiguration. Not only in my life, but in my very soul. And this has called for changes to the blog, too. But like me, the changes will be for the better.

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As the stableyard grew, Riding on Water has become less a journal and more of a yard newsletter, with occasional journal entries scattered in. For this reason, I’ve decided to split the two. Everyday updates on the training horses, yard, and lessons – as well as photo dumps and show recaps – will no longer be published on Riding on Water. Instead, you can follow these at Morning Star Stables’s blog and Facebook page.

Riding on Water will be reserved for deeper reflections. Diary entries. Letters to God, to other horses, to my former self. To creative expressions that have nowhere else to go. To the things God says to me. To product reviews and hopes and dreams and dressage.

And, of course, to adorable photos of the loves of my life.

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I hope to grow the blog’s readership in the next few months and start doing challenges and blog hops again.

I look forward to continuing to share the awesome work that God is doing with everyone. And I thank you all for four years of readership.

Glory to the King.

Three Months

It’ll be exactly three months tonight.

Three months since that call came in and changed my life and myself forever.

A lot has happened in those three months. A lot more has changed than just me; a lot has moved. But all of it has moved in one direction. The right one.

Deeper. Further. Higher.

Deeper into God’s love. Higher up this tremendous mountain. And further and further from the shallow end, from the place where I can stand.

I have never before had to ride on water so deep. But I am grateful. Grateful for the priorities He set straight in my head with that life-changing moment. Grateful for every breath I get to share with those I love. Grateful for every second chance with the lost. Grateful even for the fire, as it burns me pure.

And grateful, oh, so grateful that I now have a mighty comrade in every battle.

I’m still here, still doing what I do. Following my King and riding on water. There have been some exciting new developments, and there will be more, especially with regards to the blog. Don’t mistake my silence for loss – this blog is about to undergo changes that will only make it better.

Just not tonight.

Because it’s been a quarter of a year tonight.

Glory to the King.