I Need to Defend Myself

Zach, again.  I need to defend myself.  Well, I thought I had the right to my anger.  I was wounded and lost my leg.  When I came home, I couldn’t even stay on my horse.  I couldn’t see how my life could mean anything, but  everyone else thought differently.  Beth was a determined soul.  Nag, nag, nag, but I’m glad.  It was the wonderful smells that touched a hunger in me that I couldn’t turn away from.  Even after I fell lat on my face, that desire inside didn’t let me go.

God used that longing in me and I worked and worked.  It was easy, but I’ll say I am a stronger man now than I was when I had two legs.

If you’re wondering about the picture of the horse, that’s Prince Charming.  He’s the horse who stay in there with this stubborn soul.