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Ode to Daisy

My dog Daisy is a fun-loving, half-crazy, people-overwhelming, sweet and cute golden retriever. She adores meeting new people, wants to be right next to me or my husband every moment, and just generally loves life. I usually try to avoid making too many spiritual parallels to my relationship with Daisy, but today she is at the vet being spayed, so I figured a short blog in her honor could be ok.

Here are a few things I’ve learned about God and life from Daisy.

I should trust more, worry less

In preparation for today, we tried to soothingly explain what was going to happen, prepare her in advance, and apologize for her upcoming suffering. All Daisy comprehended was that we were petting her and talking to her. Other than that, her mouth hung open, tongue slung to the side, and she was happy. It’s beautiful not to worry and to simply trust that the one who takes care of you will always take care of you.

God doesn’t withhold good gifts

Chocolate makes dogs sick. That’s what I’ve heard anyway. But that doesn’t stop Daisy for begging shamelessly when she finds me popping York pieces. She wants some, but I don’t give it to her. And she’s sad. But I know it’s not good for her. I also don’t feed her my hair curling cream when she begs for that when I’m getting ready in the morning.

I, however, am wildly guilty of assuming God is withholding from me the very thing that would satisfy me. “If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him!” (Matt 7:11)


We can be greedy for God’s gifts

My dog loves ice, which I believe is somewhat strange. Still, when I’m filling a cup, I usually drop one on the floor for her. She chases it around, carries it over to the stairs and chews happily… until she realizes that someone else is filling their glass with ice.

Then she runs back to the refrigerator to beg. All the while, she is chomping furiously trying to finish the first piece so she has room for another. Sometimes I wonder… how often do I rush through the good things God has given me while begging for another?

I often look at my dog and wonder if God laughs at my foolish attempts to be God the way I am amused when Daisy clearly thinks she’s a person. The parallels aren’t always the same, and maybe it’s somewhat of a silly stretch to pull too many spiritual lessons. But sometimes she just makes me think about God in a new way, and it’s fun to find those reminders in the simple corners of life.

What examples of God's lessons to you find in unexpected places?
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