I must tell you that there are certain things I thought I would never have in a dog. I can't stand little yappers. I can't stand lap dogs. There is an attitude, a neediness that makes me cringe. The owners, not the dogs. I didn't want a label on me that says : "Look! I bet she buys designer clothes for her dog and takes it to the grocery store!"
Then I met Micah. There is something endearing about someone who just wants to be near you. Something about utter dependence. And joy. I got to contemplating (at 2 am during the potty-hour) that this is what God wants for me. Dependence, and joy. He wants me to utterly desire to be cuddled up in His lap, waiting on Him, with an expression of adoration and obedience. So...perhaps that is why this particular puppy is in our home. A great reminder of love.
His name is Micah. It means "Who is like God." What could be better?
4 comments:
Don'tcha hate it when God crushes your steriotypes? hehe. I remember praying that God wouldn't stick me in a flat with a bunch of petty girly girls. Well, I was in a flat with the girliest of girls, but I learned that they weren't petty. *sigh* Maybe yappy little dogs aren't so yappy?
only time will tell :D
Sounds like a handful, but also lots of fun!
Oh the joy of a new puppy. Happy Valentines to you.
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