–Feeling Free.
It seems to be my phrase for the last couple of months. Either through a nice run, looking at creation, meeting new friends, or even rekindling those friendships that I thought was lost so long ago.
–Waking up to rain is probably one of the most exciting things for me. How can you not smile when you hear it hitting the roof of your house? There is a great peace within the sound of rain that I have, and it’s hard to explain to people. Today, happens to be one of those days with rain. Mother nature was calling me as I looked outside this morning knowing it was time to rinse myself off again.
–Rinsing myself off in the rain is refreshing. I have always felt the need to do this for some reason since I was a child. I have 3 beagles, Shiloh, Dixie, and Skeeter. All 3 with very unique personalities. As I entered into their cage, the rain coming down hard and their bodies shaking from being cold, I sat there and held them. Sitting in the rain with your dogs can be/is a stinky situation, but it is well worth it. Okay, so you might be asking by now… where are you going with this Robby? Well, let me tell you!
–Deciding to bring each of them for a little walk was interesting. It amazed me how they all reacted differently with a leash around there neck. All 3 unique; wanting attention, desiring a physical touch, or a feeling of love that can only be given by there “master.”
–Walking with Shiloh was calm; patient, never fighting, and understanding that I had full control, so she obeyed. Dixie, she just jumped up in the air doing flips and going crazy. As I kept walking, I noticed that she wanted to play with me, so I began to do exactly that–she loved it. Skeeter, he was not very cooperative. He freaked out on me and I had no control over him, so he didn’t even get to walk outside the cage. Though, by me just sitting in the cage and petting him, that is all he wanted–no walk, just a touch.
–If you haven’t figured it out yet, I
am talking about my own life here. It amazes me how many times I have been each one of these “dogs” with my master…. JESUS. Yes, I have been Shiloh…. calm, respecting, and being lead by a little “leash” in the direction that is needed. Yes, I have been Dixie…. at first I am doing leaps and flips with Him, not waning to really obey, but then it comes to a point where I realize who He is, and I start to play and understand Him. How much better my life begins to unfold when I do that. Now, I have been Skeeter so many times, not wanting that “leash” around my neck and desiring to do my own will and walking outside the truth of Christ. The best thing in the midst of all that— he has never left me, just sitting with me and waiting patiently. That is my God…. always with me in the rain!
This is Shiloh….
