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There was
a beautiful white horse that I had given to an old man for his care-taking. And the old man
brought the white horse unto all the stables until the horse found the one he was willing
to stay in. And they brought him a bridle and a blanket and they made for him a stall for
his own. The horse would allow no one to touch him save for the old man. So, the old man
was made his stable boy and was given a place to stay. The white horse was to be his sole
responsibility, and faithfully he brought him water and food and bathed and combed him.
The Master of the
Stables came and desired to ride him. Now many men had tried before, but none had ever
been able to even touch him for the horse would rise up upon his hind legs with determined
anger. Yet, this time the old man nodded and whispered to the horse that it would be OK
and so the horse accepted the bridle and the blanket and let the man sit upon his back.
And the Master did come to
love and treasure the horse and gave unto him an honored stall in his stables with his
name engraved above the door and he even had a statue made in his honor, which did rest
near the entrance of the stables outside, for all the visitors to see and behold upon
entering the Master’s estate.
But alas, the Master
grew sick and was taken to bed and was so ill that he could no longer run the affairs of
the estate and his land holding on his own. So, the Elder Brother was sent for to tend to
the matters in his younger brother’s behalf. And low, while the Young Master was sick
and bedridden, the New Master did call for the books and he did sit down and begin to put
things in order according to his judgments. When the New Master came upon the account of
the White Horse he did inquire of his servants,
"How many races has he won?"
And the servants answered, "Why none, my
lord."
And then the New Master asked, "Well
then, how many prized horses has he sired?"
And again the servants answered, "Why
none, my lord, for our Master did treasure him and kept him for himself. For he rode him
in secret and would allow no other man to touch him or to look upon him, save
for the Old
Man of the stable."
Upon hearing these answers,
the Elder Brother gave the servants the orders to take the White Horse out behind the
stables and shoot and bury him there without mentioning anything of this to the Younger
Master. The servants left the New Master’s presence and went on to carry out his
orders, however one still faithful to the Young Master quickly ran into his bedchambers
warning him of the Elder Brother’s plans.
The Young Master rose
from his bed and though still weakened and ill, together with the faithful servant went
unto the stables by his own personal route arriving before the other servants. The Master
led the White Horse out of the stables and the servant stayed behind making it appear as
if robbers had come in the night and stolen the horse away.
When the Elder
Brother’s servants arrived upon the stable they saw that indeed the White Horse was
missing and they perceived among themselves that robbers had come and stolen him away. The
servants said among themselves,
"What shall we do? How can we tell the New Master the truth, for
surely he will be angry if hears that the horse was stolen and is now in another’s
possession and does yet live. Let us take now his blanket and kill for us a calf and smear
the blanket with it’s blood, for behold the New Master will believe that we have
indeed carried out his plans and all will go well with us then."
And so the servants did as they had
decided and brought the blanket smeared with blood and laid it at the Elder Brother’s
feet. Upon seeing it the Elder Brother called for the Old Stable Man who knew nothing of
the goings on in the night and demanded of him saying,
"Where were you when all of this happened? Why were you sleeping and
not watching over your charge? For he did get loose in the night and became wild and
whistled for all the other horses to break free and to follow him, and so of course we
were then forced to rope him and shoot him down, lest he lead away all of our mares or
turn upon us in his great power and anger."
Now when the Old Man did
not believe their story the servants put within his hands the blanket freshly smeared with
blood. In agony the Old Man fell to his feet weeping for he did at once recognize it as
the blanket given to the White Horse by the Young Master. It was one of a kind hand
crafted with an Eagle embroidered on one side and a White Dove upon the other. Yea, there
was none other like it in all of the land. Truly his beloved horse was indeed dead! And
the Elder Master ordered that the Old Man be taken out with his belongings and leave the
grounds of the estate, for his services were now no longer needed.
Meanwhile, the Young
Master carefully led the White Horse up into the hill country and set him free making the
promise unto him that when it was safe he would indeed return and bring him back unto his
home. So the White Horse did enter into the caves and the mountains as the Young Master
returned unto his home.
For low, look and behold!
Look with your eyes and see the future
destiny…
And the Young Master did
make his way back even to the west gate of the estates, and upon his entering there the
Elder Brother’s personal servants did meet him and bound and gag him and he was
brought before the Elder Brother who did now look upon him with ridicule and with scorn
saying,
"I have seen the records and the plans
for our Father’s lands
And I must totally disagree.
And as the Elder Brother I am taking over my
birthright
That you did even try to steal from me.
From this day I shall be the master
And you shall be the slave.
Go from my sight this day
And by sweat and toil shall your bread you
make.
For low, that horse that you did love and display
More human emotion for than my friends and me
all of your days,
Is now forever gone from your sight and from
view;
I am finally rid of the threat of it and of
you.
So, go from my sight; be gone now from my
view;
I detest even now the very thought of you!
You who have loved the stables so much more
that all my friends and me,
Make the stables now your home;
Have straw for your food and horses for your
family."
And so the Young Master was taken from the Elder
Brother’s room & sight
Alone without any hope or comfort to sleep through
the night.
And
the Lord would say this day unto you,
Oh Jacob, weep no longer
For that whom you have loved and cared for
For your Joseph is not dead, but he is hidden.
And
behold, that White Horse
Whom you have greatly loved is indeed in
safety
For I did even send Mine Angels down and brought
him up
Into the Heavenly Stables to reside now with Me.
And in due season and at the appointed time I will release him
And he shall come back down to the earth again;
Only this time
He shall carry upon My Colors, says God.
And upon his blanket shall be My Royal Emblems.
For he shall have two Angels at his side
To protect him and to protect thee
And you shall recognize him
When his face you do see.
And on his blanket shall an Angel with a trumpet be
And mine Angel of the sword
And all that I send him forth to do
Shall no man stop nor hinder.
For he has received Mine Seal
And Mine Anointing of power and authority
And he shall run again even on my Holy Spirit
Wind;
And that dream and that vision that I did place
within thee
Shall come true and shall yet be.
For you shall be at the side
Of the White Horse of Mine
And there shall you see and behold My plan
For the end of time;
As indeed, the horse shall lead
My troops into battle as he
Does whistle the charging blast and shrill cry.
And right before you eyes shall you watch and behold
The coming Glory of the LORD as in days of old
As my prophets and apostles did walk the earth
back then
So shall it be seen here on the earth once again.
And no longer to one stable shall you be bound
But you and the horse shall be free
To travel all over the land as was indeed Mine
holy plan.
May all nations and may all kings
Glory in the sight of him and of thee
As they watch and see the awesome power of thy God
Be bestowed on all mankind, bondsmen and free
And it shall be as it shall be.
So rest and be still and believe
For it shall all be as was meant to be
For once again my White Horse shall you see.
For
yea, so soon and yet not so far away
Shall the sun dawn upon a brighter and more
glorious day…
As I do send My chosen Knight
Upon my horse to ride the land
And he with Mine Angels shall bring hope
And peace back into the land.
And ye who was scorned and ye who was forced to
leave
Shall join with him and fight
For all that you have hoped for and have believed.
For together with Mine Angels by your side
Shall you lead and fight for what shall now be
Mine
And yea, this one who did steal it all in the night
Shall awaken with alarm at the oncoming sight
And though he jump upon his strong mighty black
stead
And ride up to destroy the incoming army
Look and behold what his destiny shall be…
For has he not even taken the White
Horse’s blanket for his own?
Look and behold, the Dove and the Eagle
Are encaged sitting by each side of his throne
And for this cause and for this thing
Shall I send Mine Angels to do battle for Me
For Mine Angels shall drive him back and out of
the land
And restore that which was taken by his hand
And the ones which he did take for himself
To be encaged forever from My plans and dreams
Shall I send My Mighty Angel to that castle
And he shall enter in and set them free
With the Dove under one wing
And the Eagle enfolded behind the
other
Shall My Angel fight and fly and return them
Unto the land of their brothers.
And when Mine Angel does safely return
With his feet touching down upon the land,
Then and only then shall He let man see
What is hidden behind His hands
For once again shall My Dove and Eagle
fly unchained and free
And they shall fly right into My destiny.
For the
White Horse with the Knight and with you, too shall ride,
with the Eagle on the left, and Mine Dove on the right;
And by this group shall My plans and dreams unfold as many
signs and wonders and giftings shall I upon you bestow.
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