Fourteen years ago my son and his wife went to the SPCA and got this little dog. I thought he was the greatest little dog, but he didn’t think much of me. No matter how I wanted him to come sit on my lap, he would go to someone else. Since he wouldn’t come to me, I decided I’d have to get a little dog of my own. I went searching and got a dog of my own. She was a lot bigger than the little dog, but she won my heart.
Not long after I got my dog, the little dog got a human sister. He didn’t want a human sister and he told the family so by biting the baby sister on her face. Baby sister’s mama wanted the little dog killed. Needless to say, the little dog came to live at my house. He still wasn’t to keen on being with me and became my husband’s dog by default. My dog was real happy about that. The baby sister will be 12 this year which makes the little dog 15. That is old for a dog. Little dog cannot see and cannot hear and loses his way, but he is now MY dog. He wants to be with me all the time.
Yesterday I wrote about God’s timing. Fourteen years ago I really really really wanted the little dog to be my dog. I just thought he was so very ME. Do you know what I mean? Well, guess what? He is now old and cannot see and cannot hear. His sniffer still works, but I don’t think very well, but he sniffs and sniffs until he finds ME. He is my dog in every way. It is very much God’s timing because I love to take care of him and he needs it. I wonder, who else is in my life like that? Who else did not care to be with me when I was younger, but who may need me now and enjoy my company now? Who may I have snubbed as a younger woman, but I now know is a treasure? I must think about this some more and go through my acquaintances…maybe now is the time, God’s time. Come to think of it, I got a call yesterday from an old high school friend who wants to meet me for lunch Saturday. I haven’t seen her in years. This may be the beginning of something special.
Walking with Him Wednesday,