I've only had one dog throughout my whole life, and I obviously say that she's the best dog that I've ever had because well, she's the only dog I've ever had. She's always happy, constantly forgives me for probably not spending enough time with her, but when I do play with her...she cries. I kid you not, I see this dog every morning and when I bend down and say, "I love you!", she whimpers.
As it turns out, most dogs are like that, but my dog? She was the reminder. Now, don't take this the wrong way, because hey, this epiphany was pretty huge for me...but I think that God is kind of like my dog. He's always so proud of what He's made, literally gleaming. He forgives me whenever I don't spend enough time with Him, because I never really do spend enough time with Him. But when I do sit with Him? When He truly is the first thing about my morning, and I wake up and say to Him,
"Dad, I love you SO much."
...He weeps. When His daughter or His son sits at His feet, He is overwhelmed and so very proud to claim custody. Now I know that all of this comparison between dogs and God seems pretty weird, but still, I wouldn't hate if I were a dog in relation to my relationship with Christ. I want to spend every moment with Him. I want to read the red letters and weep at how much He loves us, and how much He always will.
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