Eight hours locked in a house without a bathroom break, ten to 12 hours in the big outdoor kennel, an hour waiting in the car, or five minutes out of sight. Each and every time we are away from our dogs, they go crazy when we return.
If you ever feel unloved, just go get a dog. They will love you with complete abandon. It doesn’t matter what you have done to them, where you have left them, how you yelled at them or the last time you fed them, each encounter is met with unconditional, anxious, excited love.
Jesus said in Matthew 22:37 that the greatest commandment is to “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.” We are in essence, gods to our dogs. We are their masters. They totally exhibit the kind of love I believe Jesus is describing.
If we really admit to ourselves that all good things come from him, that everything we are and everything we hope to be is from his hand, how could we not just lavish our love on Him? Sure, he sometimes pulls his presence back a bit, he leads us into the wilderness on occasion, he disciplines us and refines us, but he never fails to provide for us or love us right where we are.
Everything he does for us is for our good to draw us closer to him, to seek his hand of favor. And isn’t that what our dogs want from us…our hand of favor?