Brittney

When I lose myself with you-in fear, I have to find "me" elsewhere. A barn full of horses is heaven for me, I find my God, and can be free. Not a pain in the world, not a single tear cried, Here, I feel the most alive. In touch with nature, and truth be told: It never mattered how long we stood in the cold. They were warm, so I was too, And here, I couldn't be hurt by you. My protections were two-ton dangers, They never saw me as just any stranger. They never cared about my tragic past, I wished these moments would always last. Jesus may lead some with steps in sand, But he leads me, with a halter-rope, in hand.