You can see the rein-chains. It's like my shadow has a camera and is taking a picture of me
I posted this before but I thought it fit here. Blue and my shadow are friends apparently although I know he only loves me.
I love my church and the folks I go to church with. I never go but that I don't come away loved, uplifted, and edified (fed spiritually) enough to make it one more week, till the next Sabbath. Today I learned the coolest thing as we were studying the 23rd Psalm,"The Lord is my Shepherd." It was the Psalm from a real shepherd's perspective, a Basque Shepherd.
So maybe if you don't care for God, or stock, or animals it won't mean as much to you. Or if you have sheep it might mean even more but it tweaked my cowboy's interest when they mentioned the Basque because in Elko, Nevada, at a restaurant there, the artist included these people in a 4-wall mural of the cycle of life on the range due to the respect the Great Basin cowboys had for these sheep folks.
Knowing my cowboy's perspective on sheep (the one thing he's said he's allergic too) it was notable to see how interested he was in this old Reader's Digest article. Really, I'd recommend you check it out.
Every day, I can see His hand in all that I'm blessed with. I don't think there's a real cowboy (or cowgirl) alive that doesn't know and worship the Good Shepherd. Maybe his worship isn't always in a church building but I think it's there in every small kindness to an animal in need, in every song his heart sings, and every time he lifts his eyes heavenward.