MYSTERY OF HORSES

We are still exploring the characteristics of horses and how that relates to men.  Today we are going to talk about another type of breed.  This is the Work Horse.

The Work Horse as their name implies are trained to work.  The owners use them for work only.  They have sometimes been called "gentle giants."  This kind of breed rarely makes trouble for their owners.  It will never occur that a Work Horse has thrown her owner into a ditch out of anger.  Their gentility can be seen in the way they endure stress in every circumstance that confronts them.  They are huge in stature and even when heavy loads are put on them, they would not fail to move.  They will not complain to their owners that "this is too much," which makes them dependable.  As long as the Work Horse knows the way, the owner can sleep off and the chariot will still move on.  When the Work Horse arrives in a place and she is not sure which way to take, she will just stop.  When the owner wakes up and finds they have not arrived at their destination, he will just whip the horse and direct her which way to go.  The Work Horse is ready to work at any time even in the middle of the night.  The blood that flows in their veins is that of work and work only.  If they are not given work, they assume that they are not needed any more.

People with the characteristics of a Work Horse are not self-centred.  Unlike the Show Horse type, who does things for 'show', the Work Horse type is dedicated to seeing that, the core objectives of what he/she is doing, is for the benefit of all not for himself.  Pleasure Horse and Show Horse like avoiding the hardship areas, while the Work Horse kind of persons, are not afraid of challenges that come with tasks.  You would never hear them complaining that there is too much to do!  Such people are not hungry for fame or praise, but they just want to ensure that whatever they do, they do it right.  Their motto is to see that, the company they are working for achieves its objectives.  Getting promoted is secondary, hence the need for quality work for the benefit of all.  They believe in themselves, and are not distracted by petty criticisms, neither are they lovers of idle gossips.  Instead of indulging in blame games, they would rather look for solution.

Last time we dealt in summary on the characteristics of a Pleasure Horse which comprises the first chapter of my book : Mystery of Horses.

Today, we are going to look at another type of horse - the Show Horse.  Show Horses look good on the outside.  Show me a horse that is clean, her hair well combed, and taking its strides gracefully and in a proud manner, and I will tell you this is a Show Horse.  They are more beautiful than other horses.  Such horses are not the type used for war.  They are normally used during parades and national celebrations.  For this reason, they are always decorated.  They call them "mountain troops."  A Show Horse can stand on one spot for a long time, and cannot move even when there is a gunshot.  Try not to notice a Show Horse, and she will make noise...pruuuuuh and knock her legs on the ground in order to draw your attention.

In everyday life we come across people who bear the traits of show horses.  We have one such  lady in the name of Calista working for an auditing firm.  She is an 'eye service' worker who wants all and sundry to notice her work.  Although she is a junior officer, she doesn't want to be regarded as such. At the same time, someone has to commend her work before that of others. As an ardent manipulator, her motive is to have her superiors yield to her whims, something that disgusts her colleagues.   She would make sure the Managing Director notices her very well.  She is always on the front line of  activities when the company is having outdoor functions.  She gets sad when no one compliments  her work or  what she is putting on.  Sometimes she would laugh loudly merely to draw attention.  Her motto is "no one else except me,,,me and only me!"

In my book "The Mystery of Horses, I have tried to describe the characteristics of the 5 categories of horses : The pleasure horse, the show horse, work horse, race horse and the war horse.  These characteristics can easily been identified with human beings.

Today let us talk of the Pleasure Horse:  The pleasure horse is a lazy one.  Please allow me to explain and I am not leashing an attack on anybody through this piece of writing.   But allow me a chance to explain.  A pleasure horse is not trained to work and does not expect to work.  When the owner rides him to places, he does not expect to be hurried.  Let us look at Luciana, she has been married for four years.  She has traits that resemble the pleasure horse.  In fact you may think the genes of the pleasure horse have been transplanted in her. The husband goes to work everyday without breakfast.  Whoop!  Why?  Its not easy to get Luciana out of bed before 12 noon! The pleasure horse she is.  The ideology of the pleasure horse is "no work but all play."  If you see anybody who has traits of a pleasure horse doing anything strenuous, its because there is a good return, a quick profit for that matter.  Otherwise, all they like is eat and sleep, eat more and sleep more.  Just as the real pleasure horse like to be pampered, pleasure horse men/women love to be pampered.  Always, they crave for attention.  Success does not land on such people.  One has to get out of their comfort zones and do something before they attain the true success.

Next we shall talk about the show horse......welcome aboard!  

One time a man named James had problems with his business rivals.  They had castigated him, sneered at him and his family.  James was hurt and wounded so badly because of the hurting remarks his rivals made.  He was full of bitterness and resentment.  He decided to visit a Christian Counselor.  He recounted his story to the Counselor who listened to him attentively.  After listening to him the Counselor gave him this prescription:  "I understand how it feels.  But there's one thing I am going to advise you.  Pray for your rivals and their families.  And when I say pray, I do not mean you pray for evil to befall them.  Instead pray for God to protect their families, give them happiness and health.  As for their company, ask God to prosper them and open more opportunities for them.  Do this everyday and see me again after 7 days."

"You must be joking!  How can I pray good for people who have tarnished the name of my company and smeared mud on my family?  That is almost impossible to do," James said while he doubted the genuineness of the Counselor.  But the Counselor insisted that he do as he says.  James obeyed and went home and began to pray.  After seven days he went back to the Counselor and he had this to say:

          "I have done as you suggested to me.  I feel much better now.  In fact on the 3rd day of prayer, I felt like I was relieved of a heavy burden from my chest.  The hatred and bitterness I had for my rivals, began to diminish.  In fact I started liking them.  On the 6th day of prayer, after I had prayed intensely for them, I decided to pay them a courtesy visit at their offices.  We had a chat and I commended their style of business.  They were surprised, since they were aware that I knew of their slander.  All the same they acknowledged my remarks.    After a lot of pleasant discussions with them, it was now my time to leave.  The senior partner  escorted me on my way out.  He suggested ways we could work out strategies to make both our businesses successful.  From then on our relationship has improved greatly.  The Counselor was happy for him. For those who are Christians, you may refer to Pr. 16:7 - When a man's ways are pleasing to the Lord, He makes even his enemies live at peace with him.

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Allow me to say, when we ignore the problems that are plaguing our families, communities etc, eventually will hit back at us.  How I wish all leaders who get involved and or who condone corruption would get the taste of their own medicine as it happens to Mrs. Koyo in the following short story.

The meeting starts at 10 a.m. in the boardroom in the confines of City Council.  Mrs. Koyo the Financial Director of the same council is in no hurry to deal with the menace of the street urchins.  Their presence in the streets of  "The City Under the Sun," raises concern.  One week would not pass without hearing that someone's wrist watch, necklace or handbag has been snatched.  Yes, their parents who live in abject poverty in the slums, have trained them how to do it.  While their mothers sit in obscure joints of the streets, the urchins go round looking for whom to devour.  They are also trained to use weapons like human waste matter and urine.  They will hold containers that have urine or waste matter, they ask you for money and they straight away warn," if you do not co-operate, then how about a splash of this on you!"             "There are more important matters to discuss, than about those little brats on the street," Mrs. Koyo said in a raised voice, at the astonishment of everyone.  Funds from well wishers and even the government have been channeled through the City Council, to initiate a project to rehabilitate these children.  However, whenever the issue is raised regarding commencement of the project, Mrs. Koyo will  go round in circles.  This raises a public concern..  

A time comes, when the "City Under the Sun," is priviledged to host a symposium whose theme is "how to make our city environment better."  It will be attended by deligates from ten nations.  Mrs. Koyo is appointed the chief organizer.  She is to be assisted by one Mr. Kirinya who works with a Non Governmental Organisation.  Her Secretary gets overwhelmed by work, as Mrs. Koyo always does her preparations on the eleventh hour.   She has to cope with  a lot of typing and a host of calls coming into her office.   At last the Secretary can breath as she hands over the work to her.
The symposium starts on a Wednesday and goes through until Friday.

Its Wednesday morning, the symposium is scheduled for 9 a.m.   She gets out of her office, smartly dressed in an expensive skirt suit.  Her hair and nails well done.  She drives her car but will have to park it in the basement of Unicorn House an 18 storey building at the city centre.   The venue of the symposium is Amani  International Conference Centre, just a ten minutes walk from Unicorn House,  She manages to get parking.  She comes out, walking in in pomp like an executive woman but before she crosses the road, lo and behold two urchins confront her.
                  "Madam, some money for bread," one of the pleaded.    
                  "Stay out of my way," Mrs. Koyo said angrily.  The urchins threatened her with their cans of waste matter and urine.  But this will not cower Mrs. Koyo.  They repeated their request, but she ignored them.  Within a twinkling of an eye, the first urchin splashed the urine at her back.  She turns to rebuke him, but before she knows it, the second urchin splashes the waste matter at her chest ruining her expensive suit.
She screams!  On lookers and those passing by, gather around her to sympathise.  But one irate man shouted  "She stinks more than the urine and the feces."  Some people started heckling.  She needed a taxi and very fast!  But the prestigious taxis packed nearby would not take her in that state.  A man with a ramshackle car offered to give her a ride to go home and change.  She calls her Secretary to tell Mr. Kirinya that she has had a small accident and she will be late say for an hour.  The Secretary does as instructed.  Its 9 a.m. Mrs. Koyo is nowhere.  The Minister for Environment has arrived with his Permanent Secretary. Mr. Kirinya has no option, but to pass an apology and explain that the organizer has been involved in a minor accident but all the same he invited the Minister to officially open the symposium.

Two hours later, Mrs. Koyo arrives and sits in the rear.  She only said to herself, "I wish I knew....."

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