Many horses “hump up”, or pitch when they are first started under saddle. That’s nothing to be alarmed about. Some are worse than others. And this is where bronc riding got it’s start. Ranch hands placing bets on who could ride ol’ so-an-so the longest. (if at all)
Well, today’s professional saddle bronc horses are much different than their counter parts from years ago. These guys (and gals) can do it. I mean they can REALLY DO IT. And by do it, I mean they can pitch, buck, kick, roll, rear and so on until they turn the individual attempting to ride them into a lovely denim and pearl-snap dressed lawn dart.
The friendly betting of years past has evolved into what is now modern day saddle bronc riding. It’s an official event in the Pro Rodeo Cowboy’s Association (PRCA).
Well, the broncs have evolved, too. In the same manner that Thoroughbred’s like Secretariat are bred to run, saddle bronc horses are bred to buck.
Horses like NightJacket are herded into a chute where they are saddled. They are haltered and then have a flank cinch placed on them. When the time comes, a rider is added to all this gear.
Almost every bit of what is going on is foreign to NightJacket. None of it is painful, but it’s not exactly a feedbag and green pastures either. He could lay down. (and some broncs do) He could rear up. (and some broncs do) He could refuse to buck. (some broncs do) Or, he could wait patiently and when given the chance… he could turn it loose.
And he does.
NightJacket was so consistent that he was chosen to perform at the National Finals Rodeo (the Super Bowl of rodeo) seven times. When he was finally retired, he was purchased for $200,000 to be used as a sire to produce future bucking horses.
We all find ourselves in situations that are fairly restrictive. Hell, maybe even down right impossible.
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the LORD your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.
1 Corinthians 2:9
But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.
Seek peace, not solution. Overreacting would simply place us in a situation worse than the one we were in. (like the rearing horse that ends up feet up in the chute) Worrying is a waste of energy and bad for our health (like the horse that finally just lays down). When finally given the opportunity, we have nothing left of ourselves to take advantage of that opportunity.
Just wait. Be ready. And when that sliver of daylight shows through that cracked chute…
Turn it loose and show the world what you’re made of.
Prison’s my world.
Four walls made of thee.
Fear and mistrust, pride and my greed.
Only the sun get’s away, but comes back.
It’s going nowhere. It’s a train on a track.
The bindings are tight. No freedom is found.
Even when I’m right, I feel tighter bound.
But what’s right in life? Judges, Presidents and Kings
They don’t have a clue of such spiritual things.
And who am I to think that I do?
For I am no different from them or from you.
What I do know is that problems are nearer.
And most can be solved by a look in the mirror.
When that reflection displays what you fear.
A stranger that’s you and surprisingly clear.
Pray for the strength to not care what they think.
Turn loose and live life, ’cause it’s gone in a blink.