Following When It Doesn't Make Sense

Poor Honeybun didn't know what she was in for. She saw me heading out for a walk and thought surely she wanted to come.
"OK," I told her, "But you aren't going to like it."
Then I commenced to drag her to every single one of the two hundred mailboxes in our development to put a flyer in each for a dogfood drive for my favorite Animal Rescue.

It took her quite a while to figure out that this was a walk with a mission. No stopping to smell the roses, or any of the terrible things dogs love to stop and smell. On top of that, walking up and down every little cul de sac, and criss-crossing to hit every single mailbox, chalks up the mileage. It was a full hour later that we were finally in the homestretch.

Honeybun was exhausted when we got back home.

This was not at all what she had been expecting when she signed on for the walk. Yet, throughout it all, she gamely trotted, looking at me frequently to assess if I knew what I was doing. Since I seemed to be determined to continue this absurd and frustrating way of conducting our walk, she soon got the hang of it and was criss-crossing the street to each mailbox on her own.

When reality falls short of expectations, life is disappointing. Many of us fight and kick and scream, and bemoan our fate with morose self pity. Once again, we should all take a lesson from my dog. If the walk is not the normal path, and in fact filled with what looks like senseless zigzags, perk up your ears, wag your tail, and follow your Master anyway. There is very likely a purpose you don't understand, and when it is all over, as Honeybun discovered, there is sometimes a biscuit for the good and weary dog.

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"Come, follow me," Jesus said, "and I will send you out to fish for people." At once they left their nets and followed him. (Mark 1:17, 18 BOOKS)

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