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His patience with us and showed her why He wants us to be intimate with Him. She realized that the better we get to know God, the more He can give us.
Jesus said, “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full” (John 10:10). But, like Bonnie, we must allow it. Becky shared that during this time, God began teaching her how very much like stray dogs we are in our relationship with Him. He has so much to offer us, but fear keeps us at a distance. We come in just close enough to snatch up the scraps of the abundant life and run away again.
Or we may be like a friend of mine who is still spiritually searching. He reads everything he can find on different religions but can’t seem to accept that Jesus is the truth he’s been seeking. He rummages the orchard of life, hoping to score a few old muffins, when he could be feasting on a wonderful relationship with Christ.
Proverbs 18:24 says, “There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.” Jesus wants to be such a friend to us. Will you let Him draw you close so He can touch and heal you?
But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation (Psalm 13:5).
Consider This:
Are you still rummaging the orchard of life to score a few old muffins, or are you in a growing relationship with Jesus Christ? What “ticks” has He removed? What wounds has He bound up? How does that encourage you to trust Him even more and put what’s most precious to you in His hands?
Driving on Faith
What It Takes to Find the One
In faith there is enough light for those who want to
believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.
B LAISE P ASCAL
D aniel’s beloved Australian cattle dog mix (mixed with what he didn’t know) recently passed away. Hannah had been a part of Daniel’s family for 14 years. He was only six when they adopted her, so it’s hard for Daniel to remember a time when Hannah wasn’t there. If dogs were judged by their resumes, Hannah’s wouldn’t be exceptional. While she did come when called, she resisted learning tricks, not even mastering Basic Ball Fetching 101. But Hannah was unfailingly loyal to Daniel and his family. She loved them and they loved her. That made her the best dog in the world.
It was devastating when Hannah contracted Lyme disease from a tick bite, destroying the nerves in her legs. Daniel dreaded putting her down. He remembers cradling her face in his hands before he left for work that fateful morning and when he returned, she was just gone .
Hannah was greatly missed. The house was too quiet. No more tip-tap-tipping of her paws scampering over the hardwood floors. They missed her familiar bark, even her doggie smell. Daniel, like the rest of his family, felt a dog-shaped hole in his life.
The family decided it was an emptiness that needed to be filled. The only question was—how? In a world with millions and millions of dogs, how does one find the right dog? A dog who could possibly take Hannah’s place?
Daniel’s family found Hannah by making weekly visits to the local Humane Society. Now, they could search for dogs on the Internet. The good news was, there were hundreds if not thousands of dogs to choose from without leaving the comfort of their living room. The bad news was, there were hundreds if not thousands of dogs to choose from. This led to a paralysis of indecision. They had to narrow the search. Everyone agreed on a puppy. Cute. Little. A fresh start.
As to the breed, Daniel’s mom insisted on a mutt because she’d heard they generally live longer and are less susceptible to disease. She also wanted a girl.
The narrowing process continued. No hard-to-manage long hair that would shed everywhere. Not too big or too small. Nothing that could be mistaken for a horse…or a rat. The family researched the traits of various breeds. An easy-going disposition was a must. No high-maintenance diva dogs need apply.
It was hard work assembling this wish list, but even harder trying to find
Jesus said, “I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full” (John 10:10). But, like Bonnie, we must allow it. Becky shared that during this time, God began teaching her how very much like stray dogs we are in our relationship with Him. He has so much to offer us, but fear keeps us at a distance. We come in just close enough to snatch up the scraps of the abundant life and run away again.
Or we may be like a friend of mine who is still spiritually searching. He reads everything he can find on different religions but can’t seem to accept that Jesus is the truth he’s been seeking. He rummages the orchard of life, hoping to score a few old muffins, when he could be feasting on a wonderful relationship with Christ.
Proverbs 18:24 says, “There is a friend who sticks closer than a brother.” Jesus wants to be such a friend to us. Will you let Him draw you close so He can touch and heal you?
But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation (Psalm 13:5).
Consider This:
Are you still rummaging the orchard of life to score a few old muffins, or are you in a growing relationship with Jesus Christ? What “ticks” has He removed? What wounds has He bound up? How does that encourage you to trust Him even more and put what’s most precious to you in His hands?
Driving on Faith
What It Takes to Find the One
In faith there is enough light for those who want to
believe and enough shadows to blind those who don’t.
B LAISE P ASCAL
D aniel’s beloved Australian cattle dog mix (mixed with what he didn’t know) recently passed away. Hannah had been a part of Daniel’s family for 14 years. He was only six when they adopted her, so it’s hard for Daniel to remember a time when Hannah wasn’t there. If dogs were judged by their resumes, Hannah’s wouldn’t be exceptional. While she did come when called, she resisted learning tricks, not even mastering Basic Ball Fetching 101. But Hannah was unfailingly loyal to Daniel and his family. She loved them and they loved her. That made her the best dog in the world.
It was devastating when Hannah contracted Lyme disease from a tick bite, destroying the nerves in her legs. Daniel dreaded putting her down. He remembers cradling her face in his hands before he left for work that fateful morning and when he returned, she was just gone .
Hannah was greatly missed. The house was too quiet. No more tip-tap-tipping of her paws scampering over the hardwood floors. They missed her familiar bark, even her doggie smell. Daniel, like the rest of his family, felt a dog-shaped hole in his life.
The family decided it was an emptiness that needed to be filled. The only question was—how? In a world with millions and millions of dogs, how does one find the right dog? A dog who could possibly take Hannah’s place?
Daniel’s family found Hannah by making weekly visits to the local Humane Society. Now, they could search for dogs on the Internet. The good news was, there were hundreds if not thousands of dogs to choose from without leaving the comfort of their living room. The bad news was, there were hundreds if not thousands of dogs to choose from. This led to a paralysis of indecision. They had to narrow the search. Everyone agreed on a puppy. Cute. Little. A fresh start.
As to the breed, Daniel’s mom insisted on a mutt because she’d heard they generally live longer and are less susceptible to disease. She also wanted a girl.
The narrowing process continued. No hard-to-manage long hair that would shed everywhere. Not too big or too small. Nothing that could be mistaken for a horse…or a rat. The family researched the traits of various breeds. An easy-going disposition was a must. No high-maintenance diva dogs need apply.
It was hard work assembling this wish list, but even harder trying to find
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