Our gracious and heavenly Father, we pause
in the midst of this festive occasion, mindful and thoughtful of the guidance that you have given us.
As cowboys and cowgirls, Lord, we don't ask
for any special favors, we ask only that you let us compete in this arena, as in life’s arena. We don't ask to never break a barrier, or to draw a round of steer that's hard to throw, or a chute fighting
horse, or a bull that is impossible to ride. We only ask that you help us to
compete as honest as the horses we ride and in a manner as clean and pure as the wind that blows across this great land of
ours.
So when we do make that last ride that is
inevitable for us all to make, to that place up there, where the grass is green and lush and stirrup high, and the water runs
cool, clear, and deep.
You'll tell us as we ride in that our entry
fees have been paid.
These things we ask - Amen.
