What a beautiful world it would be if people had hearts like dogs. ~Anonymous
Twix, my Boston Terrier, knows deep down in his doggie heart that I love him unconditionally. In the five years since I’ve adopted him, he has exuded what it means to live loved.
No matter who pays attention to him, his response is the same. He flips over onto his back and bares his belly. He’s not afraid to ask for a tummy rub, even from a stranger.
He knows who he is and what his purpose is. Unlike so many people, he’s not worried about what they might think or appearing too needy. In fact, he does appear too needy. I always apologize to guests, but he doesn’t feel a bit sorry. He’s not ashamed of his needs.
Why are we ashamed to need affection and affirmation? An essential seems to us like weakness, so we don’t voice them. Or, am I the only one?
Knows where to get fed
When I go into the kitchen each morning to start the coffee, and again in the evening when I go in to prepare dinner, he waits patiently before his food dish. His big brown eyes say, “Please put something in there for me.”
Unlike a stray dog, he doesn’t have to dig through the trash or rely on random tidbits from handouts. Good quality food appears in his dish twice a day. He’s lavished with healthy, heart-shaped treats. Sometimes he’s even invited to partake in a delicious morsel that falls from the counter while I’m cooking.
So often I’ve found myself searching other places for enrichment and answers. Each time I’m reminded that all I need lies in God’s Word, which has been preserved and passed down for thousands of years.
Follows me everywhere
If I’m writing or reading on the couch, Twix lounges in his little bed. If I’m at my desk, he curls up at my feet and snoozes. But the minute I get up, he stretches his stocky back legs and ambles along behind me, ever hopeful that something exciting will happen.
And if I get the leash out, it’s a happy dance! Either we’re headed out for a W-A-L-K, or we’re going bye-bye. No matter my destination, he’s vying to be right there with me.
Unlike Twix, I haven’t always been eager to follow God’s voice. I run ahead. I lag behind. My doubts and insecurities sometimes drown it out. But Twix knows a secret that all God’s children need to embrace—where the Good Stuff is.
If you’ve got cute photos of your pets, post them in the comments section. Have they taught you any lessons about living loved or following the Master Love-Giver?