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Simply Follow? Lessons from Buster or Oreo

Following isn't so simple!  

I'm like my old dog Buster who would race out ahead of me while we walked.  He would dart here and there until we would put him back on his leash and then he would look at me with sad and chagrined eyes.  

He didn't meet a stranger and most people in our town knew Buster.  He adored his boys and wanted to please but staying with us when we walked was just difficult.

Oreo will (for the most part) walk right with me.  I'm sure I look stupid when I turn in circles to look for him and he is standing by my feet!  He will explore when he can but keeps his eyes on me, ready to run back with a snap of my fingers.  

I love how responsive he is to my voice and my slightest actions.  The wag of his tail melts my heart! When he walks around the house with me mowing the yard-it melts my heart!

I can't imagine how God must feel walking with me!   Darting around, snooping in things that are not my business while rolling in messes and dead substance to carry around with me on the walk.  

My ear is deaf and my eyes are so blind to his moving and His voice when I'm out running around doing my own thing-which is most the time!  When I'm lost, scared or hurt-then I run back to Him and stay at His feet for a while.  

Wouldn't it make more sense if I just walked with Him?  Not taking off on my own or lagging behind?  

Keeping Him in my sight with my ears open to the sound of His voice while I jaunt?

Is God as ticked with me when I jump up beside Him or when I place my hands on His knee as I am when Oreo does it?  

Does He love the adoring look and the listening ear? 

Is He o.k. with me doing nothing but walking with Him or sitting with Him?  

Oreo's job is to be with us.  

I wonder what it must feel like to just be content with sitting at my master's side?  

Available and responsive.  

To be with God.  

Simply following, trusting and obeying.  

God, I do want to just follow you.  To wiggle in beside you with your hand on my head.  To join you in whatever you are doing and not have any other expectations, motives or agendas.  I love you God and want to be with you.  My mind keeps running and my feet wander and I long to be responsive and attentive to you only.  Thank you for not giving up on me!!!


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