Saturday, May 12, 2012

Looking for What?




Yesterday was a happy day- Asherel got through her first AP exam, then got to ride her first roller coaster, and Matt and his lovely wife Karissa, along with their delightful friends, came to visit for the weekend. So of course, there had to be a yang to the yin. I was up early, as usual, setting out breakfast choices, wondering where Lucky was. Surely at age ten with sore, creaky joints, he had not climbed the fence and escaped. The phone rang. It was my neighbor.
"Vicky, I hate to call so early...but is Lucky supposed to be out in the front yard?"
I ran out. He was shivering. I suspect he had escaped early in the evening and been out all night. Our neighbor is a vet. I contemplated whether I should ask if she had any magical dog brain enhancing drugs in her doctor kit.

"Why, Lucky, why, why, why? You are ten years old. You have food, water, kindness, and the choice of three couches inside to choose from, not to mention the beds and also the dog bed that is where you are supposed to sleep. You have 4 extra visitors in the house, all of whom are too polite to stop petting you, especially that cute little one that you climbed into the lap of...and FYI, Lucky, that made you look like an ill-trained dog with an owner who is far too lax."
He looked at me pointedly. Then he licked me, and sprinted to his food bowl. Being out all night had stirred up his hunger.

Why do we always want what we cannot have, seek after what we should not get? Why are our hearts so often discontented with all the bounty God has provided and instead we yearn for the things outside our boundaries? Why do we suffer, shivering on the outside, when our loving Master has provided us with such a wondrous, warm, loving, and safe abode inside?

After Lucky ate, he went immediately back outside into the still chilly morning.
He stood for a moment, surveying the wide expanse of the backyard, and then went prowling in the thick bushes on the perimeter. I am certain he was plotting his next escape.

Psalm 42:2 NIV
"My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God?"

-save a dog- hollowcreekfarm.org

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