How does “Going to the Dogs” answer the question, “Lord, where are you taking me?”
IT’S WORTH CONSIDERING
Every believer has been in (or will be in) a situation that is not of our making and is not what we would have ever asked for. Sometimes it is stressful. Often it is painful. At some point we come to our senses and realize that God really is in the middle of it, so we attempt an attitude adjustment. Sometimes these times don’t last long, but sometimes they seem like there’s no end, forcing us to wonder if we should get psyched up for this to last for the rest of our lives. At other times, just when we think the trial is history, it resurfaces, taking on a slightly new persona, but still the same thing…again.
Sooner or later, we wonder what God is doing. Sometimes we come right out and ask Him, “Lord, what are you up to? Eventually, we come to the real question: “Lord, where are you taking me?”
AS I SEE IT
You’re probably wondering what this has to do with going to the dogs. Well, there really is a connection. Too often dogs are the recipients of a bum rap. When a group is backsliding or going in the wrong direction, we say they’re going to the dogs. I’d like to come to the dogs’ defense. In some ways, we could learn a lot from them. I learned one of those ways recently as a good friend helped me to gain some perspective regarding one reoccurring trial in my own life. He directed me to his wife, Andrea, and her dog, Callie. Callie and Andrea are inseparable. As we were talking, Andrea was taking Callie for a ride on her bike. Callie was getting comfortable in her basket as they headed down the driveway. I was reminded that Callie doesn’t care where Andrea takes her. She couldn’t care less what route Andrea takes. She just loves being with Andrea and she enjoys the wind in her face. If Callie has a goal, it’s to spend as much time with Andrea as possible. Where Andrea takes her is never an issue.
If only we could be more like Callie. If spending time with God and coming closer to Him was really our goal, it wouldn’t matter where He took us. We would focus on staying as close as we could and would try to enjoy the ride. If a little pain brought us closer to God, it would be worth it and we wouldn’t wait until some time later to see the value in our suffering.
So, where is God taking you these days? Does it really matter? Is a little attitude adjustment in order? I sure needed one and I am going to think of Callie often. I’m so blessed to have a friend with a word of wisdom when I need it.
ON THE LIGHTER SIDE
Two hats were hanging on a hat rack in the hallway. One hat said to the other, “You stay here. I’ll go on a head.”