Life Going To The Dogs May Not Be All That Bad

I once saw a great prayer. "Dear God, please for today make me the person that my dog thinks I am."
If you are not a dog lover, this may slip past you. We have two dogs at our house. Bailey is small and really is Fara's dog. Deacon, on the other hand weighs about 90 pounds and is my dog, or maybe more to the point I am his human.
Every day when I come home I am greeted with overwhelming enthusiasm, and I do mean overwhelming. As I said he weighs 90 pounds, and he is tall enough to put put his paws on my shoulders. There is something about being greeted with such joy that changes your perspective on things. I may not have been brilliant at work that day. I may have cut some one off the MoPac on the way home. This week's sermon may be miles from finished, but in the eyes of Deacon I am loved. IF you need an example of unconditional love in your everyday life, you would be hard pressed to beat that.