Saturday, April 29, 2017

Just Love~

Sometimes God places you
in the exact moment,
at the exact time.

(Actually, I think this is probably true
every moment of our life.
It's just we don't always pay attention,
or stop to see the exactness of God
in the day in and day out of everyday living.)

With intermittent rain showers
on again more than off,
a small window of sunlight
lured me out my front door
to breathe in deep the refreshing air.

(Remember, I live in the desert.
Rain soaked air - a real treat.)

I had barely taken a few steps down my sidewalk
when I heard what I assumed to be
the jingling of tags on a collar
that I assumed to be worn by a dog.

Sure enough, coming out from behind
our huge juniper bush was a huge dog.
(Did I mention this dog was huge?!)

As it sniffed around our bush,
I simply stayed right where I was.
(No movement - no dog noticing me, right?)

A moment later,
I heard a male voice from down our street.
"Oh, great!!!!  This is perfect!!!!
Look - there's Buddy over there in their yard."

And then -
"B-U-D-D-Y!!!! YOU. GET. OVER. HERE. NOW!!!"

Obviously, Buddy knew his name.
For a brief moment,
he actually turned and glanced toward his owner.
But when the tone of the man's voice escalated,
instead of Buddy heading toward home,
he high-tailed it in the opposite direction.

Call it dog intuition,
but something kept telling me
Buddy wasn't really feeling as though this man considered him
a true buddy
at this moment in time.

The owner kept yelling -
his voice loud,
his tone saturated in anger -
and Buddy kept making his way
further and further from home
until . . .
this happened.

"Hey, Buddy."

Buddy and I both looked over at the man.

There he was on bent knees in the middle of the street.

With his hand outstretched and a look of love in his eyes,
he called out to his furry friend again.

"C'mon, Buddy.  There you go.  Good boy.  C'mon, Buddy."

Buddy turned in the man's direction.

His owner's voice
now soft and tender,
and his mannerisms,
now loving and inviting,
Buddy started toward the man.

"Thatta boy!  Good job!  C'mon, Buddy!"

Hearing these words of love, affirmation, and joy,
Buddy began to run
and he didn't stop until
he ran straight into his owner's arms.

And, there on my sidewalk,
I was reminded again
of the difference love makes.


Love is patient, love is kind.
 It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 
It does not dishonor othersit is not self-seeking,
 it is not easily angered, it keep no record of wrongs. 
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with truth. 
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 
Love never fails.
~1 Corinthians 13:4-8

There have been times in my life,
and in yours, too, I'm quite sure
when we have found ourself
in the same exact place as Buddy.
After all, the Bible says we like sheep
have all gone astray.

And I think we would all agree -
words of anger,
looks of disappointment and disgust,
overtones of "I've had it with you"
do nothing to woo us back home.
In fact,
like Buddy,
upon sensing we are no longer a "true buddy"
in the eyes of the one upset with us,
we no longer feel welcome.

We have no desire
(and don't feel the least bit comfortable)
to head into a place
where we don't feel wanted
where we don't feel loved,
where we don't feel we truly belong.

But, when love speaks -
when love gets down on its knees and calls your name,
when love humbles itself and reaches out to you -
you can't help but be drawn back into fellowship.

It's why when we've tasted,
truly tasted the love of our Jesus,
we can't run too far,
we can't turn our back,
we can't leave His fold,
because love,
His love,
genuine,
true,
don't-have-to-prove-anything,
don't-have-to-earn-anything,
die-for-you-because-I-love-you
love
woos us back.

And above all things have fervent love for one another, for "love will cover a multitude of sins."
~1 Peter 4:8

Love always reaches out and pulls closer.

If it harms,
if it pushes,
if it drives away,
it isn't love.

Just ask Buddy,
Just ask me.
Just ask yourself.

Just ask Jesus.









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1 comment:

  1. thank you Stacy for these heartprints of Love
    it is where my heart longs to be

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