Maybe it's because we've spent the last couple of months in one form or another of puppy training classes, or maybe it's because I'm still trying to get the hang of it myself, but lately, obedience has been on my mind.
We were talking to some friends the other day, and they were commenting on how much Oscar's behavior has improved since we first arrived on the scene down here in the Sunshine State. And it's true - while he still has a long way to go - he seems to be getting the hang of this whole obedience thing.
I only wish I could say the same thing about myself. While my issues are (thankfully) not potty training, pulling on my leash while on walks, jumping on people when they come into the house, nipping people's hands, chewing on shoes, etc., it does seem that I need a refresher course on who is in control.
Obedience tends to get a bad rap in our culture today. It's become more of a sign of weakness than freedom - or so it would seem. But to keep going back to my Oscar analogy, since his obedience classes, he has spent a great deal less time behind closed doors when we've had company over to the house. To me, that means he's had more freedom, not less. To add to that, he's also received a whole lot more positive attention and many, many more treats because of his behavior.
Not to get too heavy, but God calls us to the same thing - obedience. And once we hit that mark, we receive His rewards. Our heavenly treats, so to speak. And that's where I am. Knowing that I need to be more obedient, but yet still pulling on the leash, thinking I know best. Sometimes I don't know why I can't just realize that I have a Master who knows exactly where I'm going and exactly how and when I'm going to get there.
What a refreshing promise! Now, if only I could tattoo that on my brain somewhere so that I wouldn't forget it. But for now, I guess I'll have to stick with good ole fashioned trial and error and hope that one day it sticks.
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