I have a beagle named Piper. She is the first dog I ever rescued and she has been a true lesson in love for me. Today we had a interesting day. She was itching really bad. I wanted give her some anti-itch medication and a waterless bath. I sat down on the floor and called her to me. When she saw me with the waterless bath bottle and a towel, she ran outside through the doggie door. I went and got a dog leash and brought her back inside and helped her despite her protest.
It is funny that she would try to run away from something that would actually help her, but when I think about it that happens a lot in life. If I were to just do what I wanted or what felt good all the time, I would be a miserable person. When Piper runs away from me, it feels a little like an insult when I am just trying to help her, but at the same time, I realize that the feeling is probably a tiny fraction of what God feels when people run away or reject Him even when all He does is try to help and love us. I realize that even though it feels bad, she knows that I still love her and I keep trying anyway. I’m never going to give up on her. I have to believe that God loves us, too and He is going to keep trying. I have faith that He will never give up on us. He just loves us too much to do that.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
