We had a play day at Auntie Emily's house where we got to groom and ride horses, roast hot-dogs and marshmallows, eat watermelon, and even break a pinata! There were doggies to play with, and room to run! At one point we heard a terrible metallic banging, and discovered Taylor and Harley kicking and pounding the inside walls of the horse trailer. The little metal room reverberated like the inside of the Liberty Bell, and they thought it was hysterical. Forget Disneyland, these country kids like the farm!
Notice particularly the shot of Emily holding onto Sarah's leg. It is totally unconscious, her hanging on to her like that. It struck me as tender, that we instinctively grab and protect the things we love. I was watching Sarah carefully that day, as she was a little concerned about that 1200 lb animal and herself being so close together. She is not disturbed that she is being held onto, indeed, I know she felt a great deal of comfort in knowing she was clutched in Auntie Em's hand. They share a bond of trust, and I love that Sarah would go outside her comfort zone on the promise that Em would be right there. The parallels between ourselves and Heavenly Father are right there, don't you think?
