Surprising to me, I wish the Lord had a plan for me that included living in Africa. When I was young, I thought I'd be a missionary living in a tent wearing shades of khaki. But there was a different plan and now I'm at a point in my life that I'm sad that my fourth-grade self was wrong.
Switching gears totally here but I can't express how sad I will be when my puppies realize the sofa isn't a playpen. It's such a blessing to put them on the sofa (or separate them with one on and one off) and know they will be there long enough for me to walk out of the room or do the dishes. These girls are exhausting!! But precious. Ferocious but loved. I'm afraid that Cesar Milan is going to have to fly to Alabama to help me out with training. :)
As I try to teach GiGi and Effie to not bite, growl or scratch as they are held, to potty OUTSIDE, to come when I call and not run away (they are really self-centered girls!), I'm reminded of how gentle God is with me in my disobedience. Sometimes a time-out or a swat on the behind is more than appropriate, yet He gently offers me another way. Behavior modification God's way is kind, loving and absolute. Not that I haven't had my share of swats, but I'm thankful that during this season, I am able to respond to His guidance with haste.
Still concentrating on my One Word for 2012. Hope ... today I think about the job interview I had yesterday. I'm reminded that the Lord's plan is the best plan. I just have to wait. And I stink at waiting but concentrating on the Hope I have in Him helps.
thankful, hopeful, and exhausted from two disobedient pups. :)
