Our thoughts determine our whole life.
If our thoughts are destructive, we will have no peace.
If they are quiet, meek, and simple, our life will be the same,
and we will have peace within us.
It will radiate from us and influence all beings around us.”
Elder Thaddeus
(two cousins, Peaches and Alice, anxiously wait for a handout / Julie Cook / 2017)
My son had warned me about this.
We were to “babysit” our granddog for about 9 days while her parents were out of town.
He had told me that Alice would seek out the “weak” one.
Huh?
The begging.
Her biggest fault is that she is a beggar.
Alice, an 85 pound black lab mix, is a smart and mindful dog…but
she is a tad lazy and a big baby who loves food…hers, ours and everyones.
My son told me that when it’d come time for us to sit down for supper, Alice would
be right there in the mix, hovering near the one she felt she could coax into
offering a few free morsels…breaking down the resolve of the one most likely
to offer a free handout….in other words…the weak one.
Tag!
My husband was it….
the obvious weak one…or perhaps the sucker for those wanting big brown
eyes is more like it….
And not only did Alice zero in on my husband’s weakness, but cousin Peaches
was not to miss out on any free snacks.
Needless to say, trying to eat supper while four eyes were intently and relentlessly staring
us down….
and to compound the matter….two of those four eyes also had a drooling mouth attached,
was just a tad bit unnerving.
The laser focused attention, the palatable anxiousness, the anticipation of hopefulness…
filled the entire room with a buoyant sense of both yearning and waiting.
How absolutely amazing would it be if we had that same sense of longing, desire,
hopefulness and focus as we anxiously anticipated the presence of God….
And here’s the kicker to that notion…
God doesn’t merely toss us a morsel or a piece of unwanted or discarded leftover…
He offers each one of us His entire being…
as He is ours for the asking…
For with God,
there is absolutely no begging required…..
But when the time had fully come, God sent forth his Son, born of woman,
born under the law, to redeem those who were under the law,
so that we might receive adoption as sons.
And because you are sons, God has sent the Spirit of his Son into our hearts,
crying, βAbba! Father!β
So through God you are no longer a slave but a son, and if a son then an heir.
Galatians 4:4-7
Beautiful photo of the intensity of the stare of these wonderful creatures! I had a dog and cat for years and just loved how they would seek out the company of each other. What a joy they are!
Then to use their focus and undivided attention as a segue to our desire for God, is brilliant! This provides lots of food for reflection today. Blessings and gratitude!
It took Peaches three days to come out of the closest and realize that coexisting was very possible—Percy on the other hand, our other cat, is not a beggar and is not one to be fearful so he never hid…and for the full time Alice was here, she’d follow me around like a shadow and Percy was not to be left out—so whereas two shadowed Gregory at the table, I was shadowed every time I moved!
Needless to say, getting back to just the two cats is a much more calm sort of life π
oh, and by the way Lynda—I had gone in after posting and fixed a few of the typos and word choices after you probably read it so any glaring glitches are now sorted and fixed—It always seems as if a post is a constant work in progress—even still proofing it after it posts uncovers things that I didn’t notice before posting it—
But thank you always for your kind observations and insights!!!
So when you finally are done with school and degrees…you can start your own blog π
I’ll be your first “follower” π
I have completed all of my course work and will graduate in November; however, I doubt you’ll see me start a blog although I’m doing some other writing at the moment. It must be a challenge to come up with something every day!
How cool is that. We are given a banquet and not the leftovers! Bless your heart for sharing yours with critters and others.
What we might call an open house π
And not just the Old Country Buffet.
Oh no– something deliciously grand π
I exact a high price for animal handouts.
I subject the recipients to unrelenting, ruthless hugs and kisses.
Certainly the best kind of payment!!! π±πΆπ°πΉ
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First..loved the pic. Next….I am, for one glad that our Lord never tosses us leftover, and that we never had to beg. Of course, prayer never hurts, but never begging.
prayer for sure Wally—but God is so gracious—we never beg for Him or His love….
No, we sure don’t. And all the people said..amen
π
Absolutely and amen to your last lines!!! π β€
Love it Julie. Off to Guernsey tomorrow for a week where I shall be as close to God as one can get on this planet!
wish I was going—would love to see Guernsey one day!
I hope you get the chance Julie. I will try to remember to email you some photos.
What a great transition to the truth of the Gospel of what God and Christ has done.