Jun 15, 2011

What the Dog Dragged In

It was something the dog dragged in, a black amorphous blob on the sofa between his white fluffy paws. Ugh, I thought, and picked it up to throw it away. Insert blood curdling scream. It wasn't yard gook as I had originally thought. It was a DEAD FROG! And I touched it. More screaming.

The frog bore little resemblance to it's former self. The hot June sun had mummified it into a large, black potato chip that crumbled as Lambo chewed on it. "No, no, NO ... bad dog, bad dog!" Still screaming. The dog looked at me genuinely confused. (See how clean and innocent he looks in the picture?)

After washing my hands 4,371 times and donning rubber gloves, an apron, and a surgical mask to separate me as far as possible from said frog, I began to clean up the sofa, and the dog. (OK, I'm kidding about the apron and the mask, but it was tempting.)

Calmer now, I tried to reason with Lambo. "I know that dogs think dead frogs are fine-dining, but people are different. We don't allow dead frogs in the house," I explained as I picked a tiny sea-urchin-like foot out of his fur.

Ironically, a Scripture came to mind. I wax theological in times of duress. It was Proverbs 14:12: "There is a way that seems right to a man, but in the end it leads to death."

Just like my dog, I sometimes enjoy things that repel God. It's called sin. I may nibble on a little morsel of gossip, but God is horrified (Proverbs 18:8). He won't allow gossip in his house, or stealing, or fornication, or gluttony.

It's because He is different than we are (Isaiah 55:8). He is holy, and he separates himself from our sin like I separated myself from the frog corpse. He also wastes no time in cleaning up our lives.

So next time you're tempted to indulge in something that God calls sin, remember the frog.

Blessings,
Flowers
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Jun 4, 2011

Blind Dog With a Brave Heart

We have a little 9-year-old, blind terrier mix with the heart of a lion. That is a picture of her standing on the arm of the sofa. She still walks around the edge. She also prefers jumping off the deck (a 3-foot drop) to walking down the stairs!

She gets around the house and yard pretty well, but on her walks she runs with abandon. We take a little woodsy trail most mornings and she's out in front, going for all she's worth. She lives for those walks. They are freedom to her.

You see she can do that because she trusts me to guide her. She knows that I won't let her run into anything or fall off some precipice. I am ashamed to say, we have had a few little mishaps but she trusts me anyway like dogs do.

We humans would do well to trust God the same way. Unlike me, he never makes a mistake. And like me, he loves us and guides us along life's pathway. If your life has taken an unpleasant turn, don't fear. The Flawless One has not erred. He is guiding you along the path that is safest and best for your soul.

Isaiah 42:16

I will lead the blind by ways they have not known,
   along unfamiliar paths I will guide them;
I will turn the darkness into light before them
   and make the rough places smooth.
These are the things I will do;
   I will not forsake them.

Notice, God doesn't say he will give us sight, just that he will guide. Dare to trust like little Snickers that God will safely lead, though you cannot see the way, and run life's race with abandon! And just like Snicker's you'll find God's guidance is your freedom.

Blessings,
Flowers
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