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Standing At Heavens Grace

Standing At Heavens Grace  being shown  at Captians table  20859 Coastal highway (route 1)

Rehoboth beach delaware  ( currently  this painting is on display  not on the market until it dries and i can sign it t and varnish it).

Standing at Heavens Grace

                                                                                                                                                       By Alan Spivey

My horse and I  were riding the fence line  just as my boss ordered me to do, he said  “theres a tear in the fence line somewhere out  there  we are loosing our cattle I need you to find  the tear and  mend it be on your way , then get back here I have more chores for you to do” that was two days ago and still no sign of any tear. My horse is hungry  as well as I , and we both could use some water we are so dry.

  We ride some more tired and sore , still no sign of any tear. Then I see  something ahead we walk up  to what we saw theres and old man sitting  on a bail of hay alongside the fence line  we have followed for days.

 I said  old man are you lost or something? Theres nothing here for miles away so may I ask   why  are you sitting on a bail of hay?  Then I asked him ,  with that hay that you are sitting on may I give some to my horse he is very hungry and  could kindly use  some? The old man  said “ son , yes you may.

 I then said I am  kinda hungry too would you by chance have some   jerky to chew.  The old man then replied back   saying “ son I have better coming your way stay here a bit rest  theres buffalo  heading your way , but warning  theres a white buffalo behind the one your to shoot don’t shoot the white one, let him come to a rest before you take your shot.

  Then the old man got up and walked away, then he disappeared just like that. Sure enough  just as the old man said here comes the buffalo and  the white one   I was amazed I have heard stories about this   animal but I never once thought I would ever live to see it. I let it come to rest as I raised my rifle to shoot the buffalo  just ahead of the white one . I took my shot just then the white buffalo started walking towards me and  as  it was walking it was changing when it   came to where I was standing it was the old man  and there before us was a table as far as you could see of food and drink.

For that was the day my horse and I had died and we were standing  at Heavens grace