07/04/2026
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One of my favorite things to do at little county fairs is to walk through the 4-H horse barn.
In these barns you likely won’t find many fancy pedigrees or world champion resumes. This isn’t the spot for flashy movers or stunning halter profiles. The horses in these aisles don’t come with 6-figure price tags or import paperwork. And they were more likely to arrive there in the same elderly stock trailer with the goats than a $100,000 LQ trailer.
Instead these stalls contain more than their fair share of grey hairs, swaying backs and knobbly knees—wise old heads nod over the stall doors, waiting for their kids to come back with fair treats to share and sticky fingers to start saddling for the next class. Each stall is plastered with proud (often bedazzled) photos of “Kit” and “Cowboy” and “Alice”, doing all the things: Barrels, jumping, showmanship, trail. The photos share a common trait: The biggest smiles imaginable.
For many of these horses, this might be their second, third or fourth career (and kids). They are one part mount, and another part teacher. And they are all parts loved. They probably aren’t world beaters but they most assuredly are joy-givers.
Like so many things we do, humans are incredibly good at making loving horses harder than it needs to be. We create arbitrary standards and goals, believing we must funnel our love of a horse into something “bigger, better, more meaningful” when really it’s all just made up stuff—every world championship, every trophy brought home, every standard set—it’s just randomness that someone, somewhere, invented one day. And too often it leads people to do the damnedest things—to themselves and to their horses.
In a world where God gave us horses and the opportunity to love them, does it really need to be that hard? Are all the made-up hoops necessary?
Or can we learn a few things from the old wise heads leaning into the aisle of the 4-H barn who help us remember if it’s all a make believe world, then maybe let’s make believe something a lot more fun?