Dog.

Dog. This evening while I was eating dinner, a girl came into the restaurant with her seeing eye dog. I was amazed at the obedience, attention and care that the dog showed to its owner. Much more behaved than my English Bulldog, this black Labrador Retriever stayed right at its owners feet the entire time. Not once did the dog try to get up, beg for scraps or do anything. It simply waited for its masters command and then obeyed. Also, the owner, showed love and gratitude to her helper and frequently praised the dog for its help.

I wonder if I have the same faith in my God as that owner did in her dog. The owner has to completely trust this animal to safely lead, guide and direct her wherever she needs to go. Do I have the blind faith, no pun intended, to trust God to safely lead, guide and direct me? Do I trust him to meet my needs (Phil 4:19)? Do I really believe that He will never leave me or forsake me (Deut 31:6)? I do, but most times, my vision gets in the way.

John 16:33

³³ “I have told you these things, so that in Me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world.”