On October the 4th something happened that I never thought would. Our family adopted a stray dog. We had been talking for years about having a partner for our Boris (first dog) and wondered if that meant we’d find a girl dog for him to maybe start a little puppy family with, or a boy dog that he could call “brother.” That October day when we brought Milton into the place he’d now call home, we had no clue what we had gotten ourselves into.
Our current dog was just weeks old when we brought him home so we were able to bring him up our way. This dog lives to please us. Sooner than later we realized that Milton lived to please himself. From top to bottom this dog started to bring out the worst in us. I mean talk about trying our patience. I had a few moments when I thought perhaps we jumped the gun on getting him and perhaps there would be a place more suited for his doggy ways. But then my husband would remind me that we didn’t know his story, where he came from, or if he was abused. We have him as he is now, and we love him.
So we let that puppy stay. Soon I started to focus on the good rather than the other stuff. I can tell you he is sweet. This dog loves people, and he’s always ready to love you. He’s very clumsy and funny. He brings laughter to our family. One thing that amazes me most is his faith. Yes he has his own dog faith. The kind of faith that will cause him to watch our every move in the kitchen and, at just the right moment, he will be able to catch a piece of food that we accidentally drop. We are sticklers about table food and only give the dogs their dog food. It doesn’t matter to Milton. He will watch and wait. He’ll do it for hours. He doesn’t cry or howl he just waits. He knows there will be that perfect time for him to go in for the goods.
That trait in him could seem annoying, but to me it’s rather convicting. A dog has more faith than I do at times. This faith is similar to the faith of a child. They don’t think about all of the circumstances surrounding what they are waiting and believing for, they just have simple faith. It’s pure, it’s simple, and I wish for it.
As we usher in a new year, I pray that my faith would become pure again. I pray for a restored faith. I don’t want a dog to put my faith to shame. I pray your faith in Christ and His redeeming power will be restored and renewed as well.
2 Then Jesus called a little child to Him, set him in the midst of them, 3 and said, “Assuredly, I say to you, unless you are converted and become as little children, you will by no means enter the kingdom of heaven. 4 Therefore whoever humbles himself as this little child is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 18:2-4-NKJV