Sunday, July 22, 2018
16 February 2016

Shanin Moore

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As many of you might be wondering so have I been pondering, how did I get here? It began approximately 5 years ago when due to a major medical crisis I was searching for God. That search lead me directly to Truth, not just the philosophical concept but The Truth and an understanding that if I were going to know Jesus ( The Way, The Truth and The Life) I had to live a truthful life, a life that was authentic. I had lost myself somewhere along the way.  It began by being victimized by my mother's parents. Keeping this a secret became a way of life and I began to layer self-righteousness over the contempt the abuse had made me feel for myself. My self-righteousness and self-contempt produced more self-contempt which produced contempt for others, which produced more self-contempt, which was covered by additional layers of self-righteousness, layers upon layers.  Unresolved grief over my mother's death and later my daughter's death, hardened me creating a protective layer in an attempt to alleviate the pain.

Some relationships pierced through the layers and others did not and some never really tried. But on that cold snowy night that I cried out to God and He answered, the answer was Truth. And Truth peeled away layers upon layers upon layers to reveal a story that had never been told- the story of a little girl who had her innocence stolen, that felt she wasn’t good enough to deserve love, that longed for someone to reveal all the secrets. I’ve had people say that I became a lawyer to give that little girl a voice. I would say the more accurate statement would be that I became a lawyer to get away from my past not to give a voice to it.

As I began to learn the truth about myself and the ultimate Truth, life took many changes. Some relationships couldn’t survive all these changes, but God brought new more authentic relationships in their place. It has all been a process. And I ultimately ended up living here, rescuing horses and having them rescue me.

It is often said that the soul of a man or woman is reflected in the eye of their horse. They have taught me how to have a quiet strength, the very definition of meekness. They have shown me how to leave the past in the past and focus on today. They have kept me focused when a world of distractions were swirling around. They have given me a glimpse of the very power of the resurrection and just how much our relationship with God is mirrored in our relationship to these horses. And they have given me the desire to strive for authenticity with my God, my people and my horses.

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