LESSONS FROM MY YORKIE

Today my little dog, Valli, ran away. I was sitting on the patio having my quiet time, when I realized it had been a few minutes since I had last seen her. I looked for her, called her and even resorted to squeaking her favorite toy thinking she would come running. She did not. I drove the neighborhood and didn't see her. I was just about to have a melt down when I spotted her leaving the subdivision by way of a very busy street. She came when I called, but she knew she was in trouble. I was so relieved, all I could do was hug her tightly.

I've had my feelings hurt all day over her behavior. You see, this little 6 pound Yorkie is the "apple of my eye". I let her get away with just about anything. With my boys all grown up and so far away, I have poured all of my considerable maternal instincts into this little fuzz ball. After all of that, she decides to leave the safety of our fenced backyard and my presence!

Actually, she sounds a little like me... God has done everything for me. I am indeed the "apple of His eye". He's met every need I have including my salvation and yet I still like to wander off and check the offerings just up the road from His presence. I keep thinking I might be missing something! He just keeps calling me and I keep running back knowing once again, I'm in trouble, but He is faithful.