A Dog's Life
Beverly A. Brown, Set Me Free Ministries Prayer Coordinator
Last month I had the opportunity to watch my "granddog." Now that might make you laugh, but Coco has been in the family longer than any of my grandkids. I used to have two granddogs, but one of them, sadly, died earlier this year. Coco is 13 years old and has been showing her age the past few years. She has truly been a "good and faithful servant" over the years.
So, when Stephanie, Eric, and the kids left for vacation, I decided to head to Omaha and stay with Coco so she wouldn't be alone. Coco and I have a good relationship, and obviously, I've been around her quite a bit over the past several years. But I learned something that week–I'm not sufficient for her. Let me explain.
The week started out okay. But as time went on, Coco became sicker and sicker. Her breathing was labored, she started shedding her hair, and she wouldn't eat. To put it succinctly, she was dying. I called the vet who gave me some advice on how to help make her more comfortable, but there was little else I could do. I watched helplessly and was anxious for the day Stephanie and family would return so they could put her to sleep and end her suffering.
And then they came home. Her little tail started wagging, and she went over to them as fast as she could. Over the course of just a few days, miraculously, Coco recovered and is now back to her old self. Granted, she isn't a spry little pup anymore; after all, she is 13 years old! What we all realized was that Coco was lovesick. She longed for Stephanie, Eric, and the kids. I could meet her physical needs and even some emotional needs, but I wasn't sufficient–she wanted her "master."
I was thinking about that just a few days ago and made the comment to Stephanie that it is like our relationship with God. We have those in our lives we love and even cherish, but there is only one who can truly care for us and meet our every need, and that is our Master, Jesus Christ. Without Christ, we become lovesick. We might think we are doing okay, but the truth is, we are dying.
Jesus puts it this way in John 6:48-50: "I am the bread of life. Your fathers ate the manna in the wilderness, and are dead. This is the bread which comes down from heaven, that one may eat of it and not die."
When Stephanie, Eric, and the kids came home, Coco wagged her tail and ran (with much effort!) to them. Are you needing to be revived? Run directly into the arms of the Master. He longs to see you restored.